Grinspoon Butcher
Blood loop beautiful
I was walking down the hall
While the energy is it just
An excuse for the enemy
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
Late call, hit for six
Walk, stroll in the park
Bored shitless
My mind is on the couch
My mind is all I talk about
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
I've woken up again
I've burnt the toast again
I don't need lies again
You're such a selfish motherfucker!!!
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
Butcher, ram it down your throat
Butcher, wish it had a meaning
itting in the pigpen
Staring at the ground
Living in the pigpen
