Tiny insects in my hair Tiny insects everywhere Tiny insects in my pants Watching insects make romance Insects make me make me want to dance dance dance
I stumble out of a night club thinking, "Animals and insects don't do drugs." I think I'll go out and act like I'm celibate Jingle bells and a Christmas
stone's eye throw for a man On a pedestal You sold your soul to the man Another deal a deal gone bad Another seed that never gets planted Corporate insects
long So these are the insects in your neighbourhood In your neighbourhood, in your neighbourhood Yes these are the insects in your neighbourhood They're the insects
Insects, see them crawling Insects, in their thousands Insects, see them Looking for you Insects, insects Now you're involved Watch the insects 'Cause
Hindered by innocence, the timid will turn to play Swallowed in her smile Unaware, turning ears deaf to pain Willing and weak are one in the same Watch
Burn any bridge (break) I'll break any necks Tell any lie, I hate all my friends Kiss any feet (yes) I'll yes any sirs Use any means, I'll do anything
Burn any bridge, (break) I'll break any necks. Tell any lie, I hate all my friends. Kiss any feet (yes) I'll yes any sirs. Use any means, I'll do anything
There's no money, there's no possessions, only obsession I don't need that shit Take my money, take my obsession I just wanna be heard, loud and clear
heard beneath the buzzing of the bees Now the insects rule so get down on your knees Now the insects rule so get down on your knees Now the insects
Words come easy Behind a screen When there's no interface-to-face To be seen King of Insects You eat your own Atop an anthill You call your throne Kingdom
soul in your head their bodies glisten the stench of death is foul riot inside you swarming around and through crucified a trail of insects down your
down to Roswell and get me an alien hand Can I push you over my knee But it's not enough for your insipid ass I found dead insects and cockbull Last
I walk the world on insect legs beneath an unforgiving sun Eat the dirt throughout my days On the dirt and dirt I come undone Messiah born in Bethlehem
Words come easy Behind a screen When there's no interface-to-face To be seen King of Insects You eat your own Atop an anthill You call your throne
(Benson/Falkner) Once knew a woman, she was skin and bones Invited all the insects to come into her home She trained them so well They could answer
hope you find new home in dead dreams Where in fading heart, new light gleams For when there i s no light, one can't live dreams The plague of insects
