Dead leaves never stay on the trees
They grow their own will
To float on the breeze
You're just a little ant in the dirt
How ya get respect
Ya ought to know
I am in the cemetery drinking blood
I know it's there but it's never enough
In a sanitarium wasting away
The poison, baby, has gone to your brain
Straight to your brain
Spread the disease, waste no time
Make an excuse, I got mine
Pay another dollar to a pig that sings
How ya make an honest man?
Ya ought to know
I'm telling you, baby, you must be dead
You never even heard a word I said
Don't talk about eternity, life is temporary
How you get the answers
Ya ought to know
credits
from Demon Rock,
released May 30, 2014
Mike Scum- Vox, Guitar
Christmas- Vox, Percussion
Caveman- Drums, Vox
lyrics: mike and christmas scum
Engineer: J. Kirkland, Screen Door Records
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