Velvet Acid Christ - Planck's Constant lyrics

f** you, motherf**er Rusty nails rip at my hands Rolling down in my bed Rip apart the vision that you see With your eyes on TV Red tear, into your face Another dream of society's fate Oh, we'll crawl up the corporate ladder Together Crushed in my only world Push it over to the moon A tiny vision of little children Play along for fun And prophets of gloom, rich Time waits over, a book of the dead Blood slid over, nothing to say Vision in your brain, telling again To k** us asleep, and you'll never see anything But vanity on top of the world And floating down, into the mess Then you kiss your lover's fate Into life you will fade Oh, you will fade Your war, broken prophets Right across my floor The canned vision You can destroy The very vision that brought you along Rocket ships shoot at the moon They fly up in the sky The blood of apocalyptic gloom Spreading all over They won't make you see Your shoes are made of snakeskin Your skin is like a little faint reminder of crushing your skull Sit in a drunken state Apathy glow, you will fake it Won't you watch all them He's all over you and you don't know why You don't know why Wasted Relations of fourty states and nations Will crawl under your finger nail and get stuck Wail thrill k** for the sake of maturity Walk down the street at night I feel a little scared inside I pull out a 9mm and blow a f**ing cop's head off 'Cause I'm bored I wanna k** them all 'Cause they make me sick A last man's judgment trip The population rescue