Instrumental
One month in hell one month in this-- exploding shells, cowering prostrate bodies waiting to join them to join your comrades still agonizing already dead
dawn, without warning or beef Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep wit' cats and dogs become meat All that is sacred My body lay naked
Somethin' has woke my a thump on my roof It was followed by crashin', more thumpin' ensued I jumped out of my bed thinkin' I'd been invaded Heard smashin
[Violent J:] Something has woke my a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued I jumped out of my bed thinking I'd been invaded
fuck And a half of cup of syrup when it's time to get drunk Nightclubs in my trunk and my disco balls And my hatchet in the air screamin fuck y'all!
is nobody home Apartment 223, I'm very hungry Apartment 223, I'm very hungry Apartment 223, I'm very hungry Apartment 223 with body parts under my bed
bag,toe tag,wet t-shirt,black mask)2x (corpse came to dinner)repeat chorus 4 more x Fuck under the influence I'm hella fucked up swervin down the freeway spillin my
anguished horror frozen on a corpse face And of 'cause the bodies outlined with the trace of white chalk That's my M.O. Harly Hearts, I'm the bitch from New York My
will fit my corpse I don't need a tuxedo There's no bouncer in the after world I only just left my dying bed And you're making curtains out of my shroud
As I lay down dying, a floor for my bed And the bundle of newspaper under my head I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be Concerning myself and somebody
to bury the body of blasphemous Bill MacKie Whenever wherever or whatsoever the manner of death he die Whether he die in the light o' day or under the
on a cross loose up off these cut me free (Cut me free) I'll draw your portrait if you put me down on my feet (Down on my feet) My cross turns upside
a grisly smile Used and abused, my existence defiled I'm a lover of the dead, as a corpse you'll share my bed, but your usefulness is bled Back to
me this day my daily death, The next to fall prey to my sepulchural slaughter, Another dead festering corpse whose demise has at last brought her... Under
CREATURE UNDER THE BED] I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red [MAN UNDER THE STAIRS] I am the one hiding under yours
so predictably, We've made ourselves a kind of predictable life. And so I pictured us like corpses, lying side by side in pieces, In some dark and lonely blood under