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RAW CHOW from NAKED LUNCH

V6

[Verse 1] Under the skin, insects crawl around Paranoia, the mouth splits open wide Welcome to hell! [Verse 2] Push the pump, a red flower starts to bloom Push the pump, just the rot beneath the skin AJ, call me too, I want to go AJ, we are not going anywhere Left the pistol far behind Already crossed the River Kwai The gears keep turning Grabbed him hard behind the neck Flung that bastard straight into the sky [Verse 3] Raw reality is hanging there Swinging right in front of my eyes Veins have risen to the surface Everything is melting down [Break] Greenwich, tell me where to go Which way leads to heaven? [Verse 4] A circus comes from the Caucasus I don't know a thing about inversion I don't know what is happening I only stared down at my toes Docosahexaenoic acid Hits harder than mescaline [Verse 5] My neck snaps clean in two A fountain turns into a rainbow So? Are you satisfied now? Child fare on the ticket price [Break] Let's fly all the way to Mexico Secondhand Ford V8 [Verse 6] Shaka shaka Shaka's dopamine Mustafa, Ali! Drop dead! Radar tracks the procurement man It's the truth, but it's a lie [Verse 7] Johnny died and with Mary turned Into bubbles of KY jelly Flowing down the sewer with the bananas God, the stink is unbearable [Verse 8] When the nausea finally settles down My legs begin to stretch away They smash right through the ceiling Big slash-ta-bitch Hey, don't get so angry [Chorus] It had to be done to stay alive Anything I do is justified Anything you do, I won't forgive [Verse 9] The liquefactionist from down below Lets rotten jelly pour out of that place The boys are trembling in terror Of course they are, it's far too dangerous [Verse 10] A one-way road breaks out of hell The ending had already been decided There must be tickets on the pharmacy shelf Tickets straight to heaven What? You mean the speedball's there? [Outro] Ah, leave Lee alone, will you? He's sleeping like the dead Maybe he really is dead