Lyrics

The lyrics from Popcorn from the Grave are not included in the LP sleeve. So, here they are:

Hiroshima Nagasaki
Rain falls down
It frightens everyone
Even the food looks dangerous
So it gets buried

I lie perfectly still
And hold my breath
It’s no fun being dead
Well nobody said i twas

Tsutomu Yamaguchi, Hiroshima-Nagasaki
 

The flowers start growing like mad
On the 15th day
It feels so obsene
You were so convincing

Rain falls down
It frightens everyone
It’s no fun being dead
Well nobody said it was


The Killing Cure
What are you going to do
Now the doctor is sick
This body’s too heavy
Let’s get rid of some of it
You take the legs and I
Can take the head and
We can bundle it up
In those bags right over there by the bed

It feels like fire…
This burning inside and out

What are you going to do
Now the doctor is sick
This mouth is too hungry
Let’s sew it up

The words, the verbs and the pleas
And everything in between
And we are left with nothing
Because we have hid everything

It feels like fire…
Stop the experiment
And the smoke and the smoking
And the pit where we stand with sticks
In the coals turning and turning
Evidence of it all, gone, fallen, and sick


Stab you
Please untie me
The rope’s burning my skin
And I’m too pretty to go to jail

Please untie me
I won’t try to stab you
I want to caress you too


Headless Girl
Here comes mother
With her nasty little cakes
Here comes mother
She’s not in the mood
She’s brought along my sister
The headless girl

You would make a beautiful corpse, you would

Here comes mother
She’ll crush her little eels
My bones are cold tonight
I’m not a headless girl

You would make a beautiful corpse, you would


Brussels Moscow
We knew we’d have our heart broken
We stayed and watched the sun
We kissed with our eyes closed
As night fell we held hands

The rain gets into our eyes
We stand proud of ours scars
We are thirstier than the rose
And not afraid to drown

There is not enough room here to breathe
There is not enough space for the soul


Hotel Saint Amour
Sunglasses, earrings and necklaces
Left behind in the bathroom
Lighters and wedding rings
Forgotten under the bed
No one ever claims any of these
Because no one knows about Hotel Saint Amour


Pies and Popcorn
She baked the most delicious pies
But she went to live in the sky
He prepared the sweetest sauces
How I wish he were still warm
I like my popcorn from the grave
I love my popcorn made by the dead

On and on and on and on
Linda and Paul, how do they do it?

Every week I haunt the supermarket
In search of new supplies on the shelves
I only eat food that’s from the grave
Sausages, pizza, toad in the hole…


Deformed bodies
I said don’t you come near me, I said don’t you touch me
You no longer mean anything to me, I’ve abandoned the world

I’ve always known deep down it wasn’t right
I’ll never join your litter of rats
My flesh is sacred

Deformed bodies depress me
I won’t be going with you

I said stay away from me, you’ll corrupt my perfect body
Don’t want to be contaminated, I despise your world

Deformed bodies depress me
I won’t be going with you
No no no no


Full Body Wolf
– I’m getting ready to do a full body wolf. Probably the hardest I’ve done yet. Is there any thing special I should do to the tail? This is my first wolf and I really don’t want to screw up. I do not want to mess this up and get slippage.

– With something that expensive I wouldn’t take any chances and I’d split it and salt it.

– I also had a question about turning ears. I was wondering if injecting stop-rot into the ears before I begin skinning, would it allow a longer working time?

– Major, I don’t turn my ears until after tanning, but I have injected stop-rot into the ears while I skin out the rest of the hide. I have also injected water to help separate the skin from the cartilage. You might do your head and ears first, as the rest of the animal is still somewhat frozen. A lot of the slippage problem is that the ears defrost so much more quickly than the rest. You can also re-cool your animal mid-skin.

– Fresh is best.

– People have a huge fear of slip…

… but a hide can take a little bit of abuse and have no slip.

– I do not want to mess this up.


Her Being Sick
I like her being sick
This is the truth of it
When she gets weak
I feel she needs me
I lick the sweat on her brow
I hold her trembling body
Bring water to her lips
I watch her melt in the bed
Deeper and deeper
She’s melting in the bed
Going down with fever
I tell her she will be alright
Oh I know now, I know now
She needs me
More than ever before
This I can do for her
I am here for her


Stains
Her body was a little too thin
Her skin was pale and perfect
She had the soul of a shark
She had the smile of a princess
She had a cold, cold tongue
And a warm body

She said, I can bring you so much

Her mouth was soft
She had dirty fingernails
The carpet was stained
Even her dress was stained

She said, I can bring you so much

She wore too much perfume
You could smell wine on her breath
How I cried in her warm, warm bed


Us versus the pharmaceutical industry
The money I’ve worked for all my life
It won’t be for the doctors
In fact there will barely be enough
To buy a box of matches

To set fire to the funeral pyre
To set fire to my red dress
And make my bones melt
They will melt

The money I’ve earned all my life
I won’t be taking it with me
In fact there’ll just be enough
To buy my friends a bottle of wine

They’ll set fire to the funeral pyre
They’ll set fire to my red dress
And make my bones melt
They will melt

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