Evening John West
Now if you take a number
You want it, you want it and wait
His hands are clean, we think
Now if you spare the time to infiltrate
The flashing lights appear again
And again, and again, and again, and again, and again,
and a-
You're going to see
That these cuts run so deep
Upon the street
Pylons of meat
Racing your atrophy
Please don't ever leave
Don't ever leave
Just want to be
Scrapbooks are outlasting me
Don't honor this fate, fate
I heard a silent film star
Laughing today
As talking seemed so f..cking
Out of place, today
You know I couldn't write
Due to nothing to say
I can't wait
You're going to see
That these cuts run so deep
Upon the street
Pylons of meat
Racing your atrophy
Please don't ever leave
Don't ever leave
Just want to be
