Lyrics: Fall of Troy, The. We Better Learn To Hotwire A Uterus.

Salive swapping tonsil hockey trollop,

(A misconstrued vivacious sedative.)

Accompanied by operatic coitus,

accompanied by mal de mer,

(and a jaded disposition...)



Raise the stakes on this!

Now's the perfect time,

eat crow and liberate your mind.

Oh why do we live? Oh where do we live?

this is a contraceptive,

(this is not accepted where we live...)



Just a piece on the assembly line floor...



Put your hands in the air

a macabre companionship,

Porcelain crusted in shards...

Is this how it ends? Was this all pretend!?

Put your hands where I can see em.