All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
Beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All thats to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon.
The idiot bastard son:
(THE FATHER'S A NAZI IN CONGRESS TODAY . . .
THE MOTHER'S A HOOKER SOMEWHERE IN L.A.)
The idiot bastard son:
(ABANDONED TO PERISH IN BACK OF A CAR . . .
KENNY WILL STASH HIM AWAY IN A JAR)
THE IDIOT BOY!
Motorhead?: I never wanted to because I was too small to start with, I used to drink really some bad stuff . . . Wine, all kinds of wine! Mixed, seven different varieties . . . Thunderbird wine . . . I don't know but I chugged a fifth of White Port once and passed out one day (heh heh) . . . and I drank a quart of beer just before that . . . and we were out riding around in the desert . . .
. . . very strange! Anyway . . .
Try and imagine
The window all covered in green
All the time he would spend
At the church he'd attend . . .
Warming his pew
Kenny will feed him & Ronnie will watch
THE CHILD WILL THRIVE & GROW
And enter the world
Of liars & cheaters & people like you
Who smile & think you know
What this is about
(YOU THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING . . . maybe so)
The song we sing: DO YOU KNOW?
We're listening . . .
THE IDIOT BOY!
Try and imagine
The window all covered in green
All the time he would spend
All the colors he'd blend . . .
Where are they now?
Gary Kellgren: Right now I have two hit records on the charts, but it has not made me any money. It has only brought me fame and glory, and a lot of work. Which I do, really not care to tell . .
To be forced under I look unto your home because
We gave our eyes but no one will yes I know because
To heed the cause I will be barred but you wont
He get, he gets real high hes up inside we start to cry
Just because Im really poor, living in me is so poor
Deliver me----there to be judged by one or licked by three
And your holes enclose
We gave our eyes no one will yes I know because
To heed the cause I will be barred but you wont
He get, he gets real high hes up inside we start to cry
Just because Im really poor, living in me is so poor
Deliver me----up!!!
Cannont **** to be me and you wont find me
And you wont find me and you will dont know me--psycho
I dont believe you will find me
And you wont find me and you will so come from--a psycho
I dont believe you will find me
And you wont find me and you will dont quit--psycho
I dont believe you will find me
Im in trouble (because, playing God)
I and me we go with jesus in a bowl of dirt
Yeah, yeah, so poor, I will fly
You must guard this secret with your life
The hour has come
Breathe life into clay
A slave
We will be saved
When he rises up a mental brave
The creature walks, Combat the enemy
Follow follow follow follow follow follow follow
Your enemy
Follow follow follow follow follow follow follow
Your enemy
The creature walks
Now who's your enemy?
I'm the Golem
The secret stolen
This is my body
I walk again
Life born anew
Let silence scorn you
Reach out my body
I walk again