The Writhing South Lyrics

The Writhing South



Serching for blood in the salty sea,the sun beating down on the chest and back
of me. looking for drugs in a southern town.(Hey,hey,hey,hey!)

I've got this red right hand that points me south.the puke green cloud just
spat me out into the hot heartland where I've landed with no chute.   





                               i hear

"hey come pollinate me..." Across the room,i hope to wacth you writhe
again soon. THey've can't hear you noe.I've got the piss in my venis and these
furrowed brows. You've got this one last chance to brun me,trun me down.If
not,I've got these last twelve bucks to spend on you.You can take me anywhere
your sick mind wants to.I'll use your south to fuel me,using you