Nose on the floor, still suckin' the silt
Seven car brainwreck skewered with guilt
I'm up to my throat tho' I'm standin' on stilts
The spirit is wilting and the flesh is on the tilt
The strain is showing as the veins pop outta the side of the head
They burst, bloodying the pristine driven snow
Dribbling in burning tributaries all the way down to San Antone
Next stop your primal prognosis
And you're prostrate prone
The waste of humanity and my times past permeate, nay, clog the air
Cling to my clothes and cloud my vision
Decay my inner ear
Every wasted word and useless moment crowds around
To remind you of your own futility
Remind you of your lack of mobility
Soundwaves clog the eyes and air in retribution for their misuse
They never dissapate - they just go to hell to regroup
It ain't the heat, it's the taint of humanity
It ain't my humility, it's the man in me
And it be screamin'
Get out
I want out
Get out
I want out
Get out
I need
Release
Say a prayer
Say a prayer for my death
Say a prayer... say a prayer
Say a prayer for my death
Sideburn and napalm aftershave headache
Fleshpowder dust and pryin' dry skinflakes offa the scalp
With the business end of a crowbar
Went clean through to the brain
Wet right through and pruny
Right through the pituitary
Scales of my skin float through the air like motes of dust
They clog your nostrils when you breathe
I scrape them outta ma nose with an icepick
I don't find it necessary
To take responsibility
Bullshit is obligatory
Daily life is dysentery
Escape this earthly Alcatraz
Get out of this penitentiary
Crawl out of this century
Crack this c-c-c-cavity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I need
Release
It all comes crowdin' back at you
And man it's ugly
No wonder you write escape clauses on the heads of needles
Carry monkeys and chase them dragons
And dig five hundred foot tunnels with a spoon
I don't find it necessary
To take responsibility
Bullshit is obligatory
Daily life is dysentery
Escape this earthly Alcatraz
Git out of this penitentiary
Crawl out of this century
Crack this c-c-c-cavity
I could see eternity
I could see infinity
I could see eternity
I need
Release
Say a prayer
A Prayer For My Death was produced by Martin Bisi & J.G. Thirlwell.
Foetus released A Prayer For My Death on Thu Sep 01 1988.