We have faced despair

and found a river there

we have faced despair

and found a river there

we have sucked the fruit of disease

and found that it tasted sweet

like meat gone bad



sleep warmly under columns of light

sleep warmly under columns of light

sleep warmly under columns of light

sleep with the fishes tonight



all alone in this recluse car

became afraid of what we are

and what we might not be

in the land of the free



land of the free

land of the free

land of the free

land of the free



smell the ripe overripe budding America

a sweetfaced straightlaced pornographic actress

that's her draw -

no one can believe she'd appear in this smut

her face smiling perfect through innocent teeth

unaware of the debauchery beneath

smiling innocent through perfect teeth

unaware of the wolves running

wild in her streets

in the land of the free



land of the free

land of the free

land of the free



get em up get em

down on their knees

all praise to Allah

who provides what we need

a Swiss precision suicide machine

Jesus Christ

Soul on Ice

sleep with the mother fuckin

fishes tonight