This gasoline makes on fine drink All I need is trouble Flicker in the sunlight's dawn They'll find my dead body cold I used to wither just like winter And now all I am is useless So now is the time To say all I wished I could have said But I can't get my tongue out And I can't get my sword to work I'll just talk loads of bullsh** anyhow Your mother in torn garments Like Jesus Christ denied And blood in all her pockets And you inside her eyes Shut it down k** the lights Shut it down Let's shut it down Let's k** the lights Let's shut it down Let's k** the lights