digging down among the pissholes
clawing toward the early morning
wasted bottle-arm keeps swinging
spilling drops that mark the pa**ing
punch the clock
kick the clock face
face the muzak, face the muzak
down the basement building bombs
wipe em down!
fire in the hole
s**ing blindly at the fun-head
clutching fingers 'round it's throat
idiot-cries of drunk derision
drowning to a song she wrote
punch the clock
kick the clock face
face the muzak, face the muzak
down the basement building bombs
wipe em down!
fire in the hole