mickey keep trying to stand to rise
but the sheets keep s**ing him down
he look so surprised
they wrap around his head his feet
and they whisper
mickey when you're gone
the pillow say it don't feel complete
his head just keeps bleeding
into the gauze
was that a woman
or was it man
he can't say what it was
on the road and on the beat
tripped up in condoms
somebody tricking with your treat
well, somebody else can want him
somebody else can bleed
but it just deepens your resolve
(hey, times is tough)
that jesus may have loved us
but he just didn't love us enough
and you been bashed six ways to sunday
but that's no t the point
in my wallet is a joint
though I would really rather have
ecstasy
that's really my only disease
all these boys round here
whip their co*ks out
wave 'em around
yelling please
and you yell back
hey jesus
wants me on my kneeses
but not for though
and very definitely not for thee
(though I might do it for me)
but it just deepens your resolve
(hey, times is tough)
that jesus may have loved us
but he just didn't love us enough
the ropes around our necks is glowing
(for that price they better)
and somebody is rapping
this crazy rap
from the house of luv
house of glam
house of something
something I don't understand
we are huddled in the kiev
in black mornings
we are walking on the river
we are huddled
in a huddle
in a room
a sheet
inside of you
mickey
hey man
is that you
and this payphone keeps ringing
while noone pa**es by
stick that needle in your eye
you know your heart's already crossed
and someone hopes to die
so you stuck your dick inside him
and you could feel the rubber break
and you watch a seagull flying
past your window
while his mouth starts to shake
going 'you're always pulling out, man
just when it's getting good
what's the matter with you'
but mickey
just won't explain
it just deepens your resolve
(hey, times is tough)
that jesus may have loved us
but he just didn't love us enough
he didn't love us
jesus
jesus didn't love us enough