Silkworm Dust My Broom
I'm gonna go down to the flats
See what's left to kill
I'm so involved in plundering the backseat
I didn't notice you rolling down your hill
I'm gonna take a walk on the beach
With the ninth army
Last chance to kiss general pershing
Before normandy
I don't know why anyone would wanna come out and stare
At your open grave
Not much to see here today
Not much unless you count your cold white face
Smash it down in the street
Along with the rest of your sick embrace
I'm gonna see what's left of me
When it's my turn to be laid to waste
Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine
Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine
Then i grabbed a drowning man
I used him for a raft
I took the rack he was stretched on
And threw it overaft
Last chance at in the trees
Death from the air
I'll kiss your black machine
You'll know true despair
I don't know why anyone would wanna come out and stare
At your open grave
Not much to see here today
Not much unless you count your cold white face
Smash it down in the street
Along with the rest of your sick embrace
I'm gonna see what's left of me
When it suffices to be laid to waste
Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine
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Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine
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Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine
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Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine
So many whores and so little time