(Bryn BurrowsBill Clift)
we're going to fat
city
we're gonna hit town
we're going
to fat city...fat city
hard rain washed
away
sweet love like a bird of prey
mixed emotions overgrown
psychedelic to
the bone
it's a fact that your back's
against the wall
when you show your
face
but never get yourself caught
between a rock and a hard place
pump me
up let me down
beef and blood
underground
snap the whip crack the code
paranoia overload
you got to get yourself
a card
with an i.d.
for the human
race
but never get yourself caught
between a rock and a hard place
break
the ice on your knees
poison pen spread
disease
rags and bones feed the bear
shut your mouth i don't care