Black Saturday (Live from the Artists Den)

[Spoken]
Alright we're going to do a song Black Saturday
Which is fairly straight forward in theme
Um, it's like one of those conversations you have with your buddy when you're in your 20s and you say fuck if I ever turn out like my father hit me over the head with a brick, and then cut me in half and put me in a freezer, and then when I'm frozen put me through a vegetable slicer or a wood chipper
Um, that's what this song is about, it's called Black Saturday

Promise something
Kill me right away if I start to get slow
And don't remember
How to separate the worm from the apple
Don't wait till tomorrow
Kill me right away if I start to listen
To the voices
Telling all the mouths what they need to swallow

Do that for me
It's the least that you can do
Don't be afraid
I would do the same for you
Burn out any memory of me ever breathing
Till I'm born again

I was thirsty
I remember that you gave me some water
I was angry
Everything at once you gave me no trouble
I was crying
I remember that you gave me your shoulder

Do that for me
It's the least that you can do
Don't be afraid
I would do the same for you
Burn out any memory of me ever breathing
Till I'm born again

Born again
Born again

Do that for me
It's the least that you can do
Don't be afraid
I would do the same for you
Burn out any memory of me ever breathing
Till I'm born again
Born again
Born again
Born again