Spikes to You

Lyrics

'A' frames, statuettes, sunset magazine They're lining up to do their jobs but I swear to god I seen: Bits and guts and pieces hanging from the trees Stumpy mow the lawn, c'mon, ya gotta bare piece a' ground Put a sofa on your concrete slab Gonna lay your body Down, down Down, down Down, down Your kids are fucking in your garbage They're waiting for your job Got the mouths around your paycheck Got joysticks for your saws (right) [?] spikes [?] spikes I wish I could deliver spikes From a bill, brand new picture[?] spikes Spikes! To you Spikes! To you Spikes! To you Spikes! To you Spikes! To you Spikes! To you Spikes! To you Spikes! To you