Human Torch

Album cover art for "Human Torch" by Rocket From The Crypt

Rocket From The Crypt - Rock

Human Torch

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Duration: 3:12

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Ridin' on the backs Of a wasted generation Watch out for that blow hole It kicks a lot of ass 13 years of licking And not an ass to be found I don't need a dick, man To make a hole in the ground Lyin' on a bail Of lies that cushion me Just can't bear another day If I cannott see There's a man who spits up blood And he knows my name And he chews on broken glass And it's all the same Here's to you human torch You're so fucking lame Here's to you human torch You're so fucking lame Part 2 of the novel You're dead but it's all fine He worked hard as a nail But he won't leave his wine Bag your [loud?] cousin Sleep with your wounded niece Stab your bitch mother Comb your[?] dirty fleece There's a guy who spits up blood And he knows my name And he chews on broken glass But it's all the same Here's to you human torch You're so fucking lame Here's to you human torch You're so fucking lame Don't write a book about it Go and tout it Dear de-hearted, ill-aparted There's a guy who spits up blood And he knows my name And he chews on broken glass But it's all the same Here's to you human torch You're so fucking lame Here's to you human torch You're so fucking lame Don't write a book about it Go and tout it Dear de-hearted, ill-aparted

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  • Long Gone John