Where is the needle?

Where is the gun?

Where is the bullet?



Where is the noose?

Turn you loose

Where is your needle?

Awww...



Starts out like magic, some sick religion

That ain't no vulture, that's a fucking pigeon

He's got vultures in his hair

And blood and feathers, they are everywhere



You want retreat

Filthy and deep

A dead moon, a drunken seed



I know whose porno that you burn

I'll be everywhere you turn

Baby there, there is a room

Full of death and whores and you



I am waiting in that room

I am waiting there for you



It's all whores, it's all pain

It's all disease, man

It's all the same

My little Judas, my little twin

Where you start that's where I begin



She said, "I want it now"



You don't listen to what I say

Just masturbate your life away

You don't listen to what I say

Just masturbate your life away

(etc.)



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