Well it's a state of mind
Waiting indoors for the rabbit-pie day
And scream for your life in cockle-row
Crash and merino
And the dead-dears from Mesapotamia say
'Bible-jack you're slipping back'
And don't bore us with your elastic dreams
Preaching poison and the politics of death
Well it's a state of mind
When you're dripping in the dark
Like a summer-breathed slave
Cut your bone with my knife
Come up and see me boys, i'm dead all the time
Waiting to light up like a doggy in death-row
But you kindly refuse when they offer you the chair
Did you ever have faith in my human face
Before I sucked you and bled you dry
Now see you fall victim to my greedy desires
See me fall heavily knees to the floor
Well it's a state of mind
Before and after and 'how's your father'
Still waiting to light up like a doggy in death-row
Throwing your dinner up and licking up the pieces
Now he listens carefully to the white bone talking
And now he sits and quietly talks to himself all day
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Well it's a state of mind
Waiting indoors for the rabbit-pie day
And scream for your life in cockle-row
Crash and merino
And the dead-dears from Mesapotamia say
'Bible-jack you're slipping back'
And don't bore us with your elastic dreams
Preaching poison and the politics of death
Well it's a state of mind
When you're dripping in the dark
Like a summer-breathed slave
Cut your bone with my knife
Come up and see me boys, i'm dead all the time
Waiting to light up like a doggy in death-row
But you kindly refuse when they offer you the chair
Did you ever have faith in my human face
Before I sucked you and bled you dry
Now see you fall victim to my greedy desires
See me fall heavily knees to the floor
Well it's a state of mind
Before and after and 'how's your father'
Still waiting to light up like a doggy in death-row
Throwing your dinner up and licking up the pieces
Now he listens carefully to the white bone talking
And now he sits and quietly talks to himself all day
Waiting indoors for the rabbit-pie day
And scream for your life in cockle-row
Crash and merino
And the dead-dears from Mesapotamia say
'Bible-jack you're slipping back'
And don't bore us with your elastic dreams
Preaching poison and the politics of death
Well it's a state of mind
When you're dripping in the dark
Like a summer-breathed slave
Cut your bone with my knife
Come up and see me boys, i'm dead all the time
Waiting to light up like a doggy in death-row
But you kindly refuse when they offer you the chair
Did you ever have faith in my human face
Before I sucked you and bled you dry
Now see you fall victim to my greedy desires
See me fall heavily knees to the floor
Well it's a state of mind
Before and after and 'how's your father'
Still waiting to light up like a doggy in death-row
Throwing your dinner up and licking up the pieces
Now he listens carefully to the white bone talking
And now he sits and quietly talks to himself all day