Frank Black - Threshold Apprehension lyrics

Talk to a man just to get a little work Then you talk to the hand just to get a little jerk Some people die, then they start to get old But I dont wanna die upon on the threshold I got threshold apprehension Threshold, threshold, threshold Threshold, threshold, threshold Threshold apprehension I got threshold apprehension Every little sh**'s gotta find a salt lick If I dont find my babe Im gonna be junk sick Roll away the rock so I can get to my ascension Aint my first time on the threshold apprehension I got threshold apprehension, what? Threshold, threshold, threshold Threshold, threshold, threshold Threshold apprehension I got threshold apprehension Whos carrying who? Whos turning the screw? Who hath prophesied? Petit Paramour I will be the who*e and youll be my suicide We got on my bike and we rode to the sea I stood on the dock and you got on your knees Grand Marnier and a pocket full of speed We did it all day till we started to bleed Are you feeling apprehensive? I can leap higher than an old king toad I do 185 on the new ring road I love a blue girl and I like my grog Its a black and white world, cos I'm a Scorpio dog Have a drink, piss by the seventh floor And wait a hundred years for the elevator door Come on time if you wanna lose attention Its the last time on the threshold apprehension I got threshold apprehension, say what? Threshold, threshold, threshold Threshold, threshold, threshold Threshold, threshold, threshold Threshold, threshold, threshold Whos carrying who? Whos turning the screw? Who hath prophesied? Petit Paramour I will be the who*e, be my suicide