There's a churning , There's a churning, There's a churning around
I can't fall asleep and the d** won't stay down
There's a burning, There's a burning,There's a burning I've
Found. It's deep in the pit Where the blood pumps around
All children are laughing outside. The work never sleeps and there is no where to hide
It's under control far as anyone seen
But there ain't enough sh** to climb out the latrine
There's a witness, There's a witness, There's a witness out there We've got to pretend that the moneys still here
There's a knocking, There's a knocking, There's a knock at the door We'll tell them that uncle don't live here no more
All the angels are crying down stairs the brandy's run out but their god never cares
Just grab them and tell them the evenings been ruined and his robes reek of failure and cheep french perfume
There's a tinkering, There's a tinkering, There's a tinkerer in town she'll fix everything till the moneys been found
There's a watchman, There's a watchman and he's guarding the door with a drink in his hand and a gun on the floor
And the monsters blew in through the sewers again and they spend every night making evermore friends
They've conquered the bowels of Paris and now They have every intention of Taking the town
There's a bottle, There's a bottle, There's a bottle in my bed It helps me to reach for the switch in my head
There's a madness, There's a madness at bay but a cold wind will blow down the levee some day
A trade of blows but the doctors been hanged
In a white little house oh the telephone rang and It's under control far as anyone seen
But there ain't enough sh** to climb out the latrine