bordertown
nothing but numbers
there was never talk about
leaving or dreaming
just dust, just rocks
all those bad men with their good clean wives
“all the good old days are over now”
they have gone and made life so tough
hard as nails
down here is
borderlines
there are checkout lines
and you check people out
they always say
“keep the change, keep the change, keep the change, keep the change”
far away from my bordertown
nothing but burners, baby
there was never talk about a raise or a union bust
your body is a number
on this never ending rack
your body is a number
they give it to you
you use it
and then you give it back
I hate this body
I had enough
I wanna leave
right in the dust
I see no criticism,
comment, research, scholarship, or teaching
here you don’t go home with strangers
out here is borderlines
hard strict lines that you do not cross
all the small town bullies
with their great big yards
they’re never gonna beat you down
your body is a number
on this never ending rack
your body is a number
they give it to you
you use it
and then you give it back
I hate this body
I had enough
I wanna leave
right in the dust
My relationship with God improved only moments ago when I bought this. He made himself visible to me and said, "Hey buddy! Pass the Donkeysauce!"
This cover also makes Rob Zombie afraid to return to music, and rightfully so. Vernal Trash
Created using AI via Magenta Studio`s integration with Ableton Live, the songs on this LP are wild, fitful, clattering takes on electronica. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2020