I was raised to expect continuity. Instead I get
this.. The monster has red hair / The monster has
green eyes She laughs and bites her quarry's nose
as she pulls herself astride Her double-jointed
hips now do their tricks and you can hear his
plaintive yells from the plane-crash craters in
the Scottish hill to the burning oil wells C
Something bad is giving birth to a thing which
won't melt to your touch Something bad is giving
birth to something worse and it's going to hurt
His Reebok shoes let in the rain and he coughs
into the dawn at he searches for space on the
synagogue wall to draw swastikas on Job
descriptions change on the firing range / All
generals are friends So it's down to the dole with
the molotovs / It's problem time again--C You
built the metal birds who shrink the skies and
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All these birds bringing death You find all of our
good, there's only death left Big black hawk
swinging low over the rat-run streets of the
English ghetto Clean spirit of the island, home at
last / Come on, come on, come on -- crash! One man
felt ashamed running guns and cocaine for his
short-term gain, so every one of us must pay In
his New World Order, you can have some nerve gas
with your air Thanks to the CIA pussy in the
President's chair! Something bad is giving birth /
See, in the sky its belly bursts! Something bad is
giving birth / and calls for wounds to slake its
thirst Something bad is giving birth / No more
decay, no more dirt Something bad is giving birth
/ In therefore's name it stalks the earth Do you
feel you can deal? Can you fuck!