The latest track from Head Like a Hole. Recorded by Jol Mulholland at the LAB in the stench pit.
LYRICS:
I've got one foot, one foot in the grave the other it would seem, is a slave to me Now the reapers grieving, my mother Mary she is sleeping While the brothers reason My hands are stained from the wine that bled I can see Jesus he's crying, while everybody's lying God doesn't exist Nobody gives a..... fuck about anything I've got one foot, one foot in the grave the other it would seem is a slave to me I stab myself in my heart, I didn't know wrong from the start Oh stab myself in the heart I didn't know anything better than I did I did mean nothing no one knew I died in my sleep with no clue Ive got one foot, one foot in the grave the other it would seem, is a slave to me Oh the dirt, is piling up on me I can see those rocks bleed I been buried head deep Oh the dirt, is piling up on me I been buried head deep i Eyes wide it stings when I sleep I got one foot, one foot in the grave the other it would seem is a slave to me
