Welcome To Plainfield, Tobe Hooper Lyrics
| Song | Welcome To Plainfield, Tobe Hooper |
| Artist | Showbread |
| Album | No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles | |
| Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic | |
| Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you | |
| To serve a will more shallow still than paramecium | |
| I’ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I’m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly and it’s true | |
| I’ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I’m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly even after you | |
| Invertebrates now contemplate your lavishing and humble service | |
| All set to hide behind the guise that this empty thing can’t hurt us | |
| Sensationalized for virgin eyes, it’s graphic, it’s disturbing | |
| And it’s worse still to think it’s real, degrading and unnerving | |
| I’ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I’m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| So the world is ugly even after you | |
| I’ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I’m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly and it’s true | |
| I’ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I’m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly even after you |
| That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles | |
| Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic | |
| Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you | |
| To serve a will more shallow still than paramecium | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly and it' s true | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly even after you | |
| Invertebrates now contemplate your lavishing and humble service | |
| All set to hide behind the guise that this empty thing can' t hurt us | |
| Sensationalized for virgin eyes, it' s graphic, it' s disturbing | |
| And it' s worse still to think it' s real, degrading and unnerving | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| So the world is ugly even after you | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly and it' s true | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly even after you |
| That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles | |
| Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic | |
| Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you | |
| To serve a will more shallow still than paramecium | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly and it' s true | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly even after you | |
| Invertebrates now contemplate your lavishing and humble service | |
| All set to hide behind the guise that this empty thing can' t hurt us | |
| Sensationalized for virgin eyes, it' s graphic, it' s disturbing | |
| And it' s worse still to think it' s real, degrading and unnerving | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| So the world is ugly even after you | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly and it' s true | |
| I' ll bet your hands are beautiful | |
| I' m sure your head is beautiful | |
| But the world is ugly | |
| The world is ugly even after you |
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