The Fun Machine Took a Shit and Died

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Got guns, do you wanna Take aim at each other? Scratch the itch? Give the finger? 'Cause we don't care, anyway Got knives, have you seen 'em? In your back's where we keep 'em And you're never gonna reach 'em Now that sounds fair [Chorus] Oh, this is bound to be good You can't, but you thought that you could [Post-Chorus] Yeah, yeah No, yeah [Verse 2] Boy, little town Little king, little crown Hope you give, hope you give Why don't you just give in? Come on, take it with a smile At the bottom of the pile You can beg, you can plead It won't take a thing [Chorus] Oh, this is bound to be good You can't, but you thought that you could Oh, how could you win Against yourself again? [Interlude] You've sat there at the Lord's table You've escaped the light for the last time You may live for sixty years after this, but you're sure dead That's if you already ain't I'm glad that I haven't got that shite tonight He shall see that fabled sign And shudder at the sight of the devil's face That delivers light from the eyes of men [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] How you like your position? You ain't Robert Mitchum You're ten pounds of shit In a five pound bag [Chorus] Oh, this is bound to be good You can't, but you thought that you could Oh, how could you win Against yourself again? [Post-Chorus] Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Ooh