Put your hands
into the water
Let your mouth
go sick and dry
Put your life into
your death now
Let them sing
until you die
Die die die yeah
You're radical
rather than rhetorical
Babble like an oracle
Why am I always
in your debt
Father and the Son
and the Holy Ghost
Communist comatose
Show me all
the wagers are a bet
The middle of
a nuclear winter is
a modern achievement
of the retro
apocalyptic horde
Satan you must be
mistaken there are
no more Satans
Only the bosses
on the board
Forget deny ignore
Nice try it's you
Regret rely remorse
inside of you yeah
Maybe you've been
down too long
Maybe you've been
down too long
The heart begins
to suffer
when the soul
has given up
And the flesh is
barely more than bone
When no one else
is listening
only when you've
had enough
Time to sing this
dying song alone
Put your hands
into the water
Let your mouth
go sick and dry
Put your life into
your death now
Let them sing
until you die
Die die die yeah
Maybe you've been
down too long
Maybe you've been
down too long
Think hard you bastards
You're gonna tell me why
If I don't get an answer
you're gonna sing and die
Think hard you bastards
you're gonna tell me why
If I don't get an answer
you're gonna sing and die
The heart begins
to suffer
when the soul
has given up
And the flesh is
barely more than bone
When no one else
is listening
only when you've
had enough
Time to sing this
dying song alone
Put your hands
into the water
Let your mouth
go sick and dry
Put your life into
your death now
Let them sing
until you die
Put your hands
into the water
Let your mouth
go sick and dry
Put your life into
your death now
Let them sing
until you die