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Halo Flamin Lead


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I refuse to endure vacuum worship
You may call me the fugitive soul
I got a hard line from the Great Dictator
'Cos I didn't confess to Father Masturbator

They wanted to see if I'd float in a concrete overcoat
They wanted to see if I'd still be laughing
If they crushed me with falling masonry

Left a ring around the bloodbath
A ring ring ring ring ring of fire
They made me trip the light fantastic in a
Halo flamin' lead
And that halo flamin' lead burnt me to the quick

I refuse to endure vacuum worship
You may call me the fugitive soul
I got a hard line from the Great Dictator
'Cos I didn't confess to Father Masturbator

I'm dancing in a halo flamin' lead
I fell into the ring of fire
Eardrums burst by a mortar barrage
Classic case of enemy sabotage
Collapsing in a family two car garage
Soda snipers still at large
Withering shower of molten metal
Storm of bullets at Crete De La Mort
The halo flamin' lead burnt me to the quick
Halo flamin' lead, halo flamin' lead
That halo flamin' lead burnt me to the quick

Still refused to acknowledge their regime of terror
They slapped me around with a short fat plank
Acted like a Capote story
Said you're never going to see your kid sister again

Strung me up by my thumbs over Niagara Falls
Tore my teeth out, broke my jaw
Stuck my head in a gas oven, cut off my leg with a circular saw
And just as I started to think I'd died
I discovered that I'd been crucified
"Crucified?" Yeah, crucified
"Crucified?" Yeah, crucified
Crucified! Crucified!

I refuse to endure vacuum worship
You may call me the fugitive soul
I got a hard line from the Great Dictator
'Cos I won't confess to Father Masturbator
Won't confess to Father Masturbator
Won't confess to Father Masturbator

I'm dancing in a halo flamin' lead
I fell into the ring of fire
Eardrums burst by a mortar barrage
Classic case of enemy sabotage
Collapsing in a family two car garage
Soda snipers still at large
Withering shower of molten metal
Storm of bullets at Crete De L'Amour
The halo flamin' lead burnt me to the quick
Halo flamin' lead burnt me to the quick
Halo flamin' lead, halo flamin' lead
Halo flamin' lead, halo flamin' lead


Autor(es): Foetus Inc. / J.G. Thirlwell