Another hungover morning In the bottom of the Black Lagoon Purgatory disguised As a room with a view I used to be in Heaven looking down Now I know the inferno from the inside And you can’t see out them windows And smoke gets in your eyes And eyes just wanna cry, cry, cry Cry, cry, cry, cry

An obscene, sprawling landscape of nothing And Nothing is it’s middle name Meet you on the corner of Nothing and Nowhere Where in hell is that? So flat, you can’t see ten feet in front I want everything to disappear Give me an isolation tank Make a withdrawal from my blood bank And you can’t see out them windows And smoke gets in your eyes And eyes just wanna cry, cry, cry Cry, cry, cry, cry

Give me another stiff one, and make it a double I don’t know when I’ve had enough But I’ve never had enough, and I’ve never been bad enough I need it, and I need it bad And if it ain’t bad, it ain’t worth having I ain’t the most popular boy, I know That’s common knowledge in this town I’m trying hard to DIY But everything is broken down And you can’t see out the windows And smoke gets in your eyes And eyes just wanna cry, cry, cry Cry, cry, cry, cry Cry…

Glory, glory, hallelujah You get what’s coming to ya You get a stomach tumor You get a stake right through your heart

I recognize thee Satan, and I spit in thine face Whatever happened to the human race? What happened to the humanistic faith? What happens to human waste? I wanna get the hell out, but there ain’t much hope of that Fallen into the abyss like a roach in a trap There ain’t no hope in Hades There ain’t no hope in Hell There ain’t no hope in Hades There ain’t no hope in Hell I don’t need a mother no more I’d rather be an orphan or a son of bitch Or a bastard son who’s been dug up dead Worms in eye sockets, holes in ma head Don’t excavate if you ain’t diggin’ for gold Cause it’s a long way up when you’re six feet under Under a pile of human debris A life fulla lies and shit and rubble You wanna save yourself the trouble

And you can’t see out them windows (No!) And smoke gets in your eyes (Eyes!) And eyes just wanna cry, cry, cry Cry, cry, cry, cry Cry…

Glory, glory, hallelujah You get what’s coming to ya You get a stomach tumor You get a stake right through your heart

It isn’t very pretty what a town without pity can do

Starin’ into a waste of space Bring on the monotony, bring on the lobotomy And make it a double, and make it a pact I’ve had more than I can stand An hors d’oeuvre of maniac I’ve had more fun in an iron lung I’m cancelling my next birthday I mo wait ‘til the witching hour Then watch my life come tumblin’ down The moon’s so full it’s spillin over There ain’t no hope in Hades There ain’t no hope in Hell

It isn’t very pretty what a town without pity can do

And you can’t see out the windows And smoke gets in your eyes And eyes just wanna cry, cry, cry Cry, cry, cry, cry Cry…

Glory, glory, hallelujah You get what’s coming to ya You get a stake right through ya, through ya You get a stake right through your heart

It isn’t very pretty what a town without pity can do No, It ain’t very pretty what a town without pity can do

Descend! Descend! Descend! Descend! Descend! Descend!