Grudge Music-Every Time I Die

[00:08.70]Deaf blind granite block content to graze with familiar stock [00:13.15]A local lard not an english black [00:15.22]We don't venture into the fog [00:18.00]Homeward bound and gagged [00:19.88]Not twenty steps from the door [00:22.15]Dispensable as cooks at sea or journalists sent to war [00:27.02]No one found me spellbinding no one offered me a drink [00:34.35] [00:43.35]But by crippled hands at the potters wheel [00:45.81]I was given shape and insects appeal [00:48.24]Sent to work the graveryard shift at heaven's JDC [00:53.03]A legend to the peasants there [00:56.67]But lights had caught me unaware [01:01.38]I've wandered into your graces so how do I get out [01:08.06]How do I get out [01:11.61]How do I get out [01:15.09]How do I get out [01:19.60]It's been quiet for too long [01:22.83]But pompous phrases and alarms can't help you now [01:26.51]And every pervert outside of every fence has had [01:30.45]His fill of your kids [01:33.08]He's clocking out [01:36.60] [01:44.28]Such indecisive crusaders [01:46.47]A martyr made into a scenic blur [01:48.94]A lookout into a left behind [01:50.97]What wounded pride [01:53.49]No one finds me spellbinding [01:57.35]No ones buying me a drink [02:02.11]I've been to the lions [02:06.59]Left high and dry by the eightth circle of hell [02:10.16]Where are the spoils [02:11.85]I want the ticker tape parade [02:15.15]Damn these filthy rats [02:19.91]