Lyrics
Three Stories
Story # 1. Straight To The End, Man
I'm straiting to run - stone's in my hand, stone's in my head.
The weather's going bad - me either, I'm cold, I'm scaried,
I'm rotting like a pile of leaves outside getting wet in the rain.
Anything I do, whether I want it or not - I do it in vain.
Every little cell in my brain - the voices I hear, they're crying for help.
I can't stay unharmed no more, my body is itching like hell.
I can't see, I wonder where is my home, I'm living in the very fucking heart of quick sand.
My damned life is goin' on all the way
STRAIGHT TO THE END, MAN
Hey man, do you hear what I'm saying, I don't like the way it comes to me every morning;
I feel like I'm sinkin', I'm drowning; Hey, what's goin' on I wanna know;
I'm waitin' for the phonecall, waitin' for my doorbell to break this pressing silence around me, I gotta find out, I gotta very bad feeling- why she's been silent for so long?
Every little bit of a time is burning me alive, it's stabbing me without knife; A smartass from the tube got the answers but his answers are really but the motherfuckin' jive. How much power do I have to go on and pretend? My motherfucking power's goin' on all the way
STRAIGHT TO THE END, MAN
Story # 2. Dirty Maggie
See this cruising
creature; the bright colored
thing
See this cruising creature; the bright colored thing
See
this cruising creature; the bright colored thing
If you stare like this you're gonna hurt its wing
Just push it - it will disappear
Just blow - it will vanish in
the air
It's so (vulnerable) helpless and so savage
Hey, Dirty Maggie !
Where do you spend your days, Dirty Maggie?
What are you
crushing now between your fingers?
You're saying the butterflyes
- they live all for nothing
They take away your luck, leave you breathless
They always die without a sound,
You know the
murder is so exciting,
You even sleep with your eyes always
open,
Dirty Maggie!
Story # 3. Wire Boy
Kiss my lips
Kiss my chicks
I wanna feel your breath is hot
Go ahead, my dear creep
I don't wanna sleep -
This is the last and the least thing I want when I'm in your bed
I wanna stuff my skin with a cotton whool
Before it's finished too sad
Before the light in my eyes is gone
Before my isolation returnes
I wanna feel the fire of yours
I swear I will not feel removs
I am turning into wireboy in your hands.
Somebody's died inside me
There's a maggot within my body
There is someone I don't know
and it is gonna wake up to life
My cigarette is on a fade and
I can see the end of the road so
Make me blind; eat my eyes
With your tongue like a blade of gold
I am turning into wireboy in your hands;
You will die with me.
Bloody Circus
6 Zone
My girl - she lives in the 6ZONE
She spends the whole day on her way home.
It's the reason to be lonely for my girl,
My girl - she lives in the 6ZONE
She spends nights in the 6ZONE,
long lonely nights in the 6ZONE
She doesn't care for the phone calls,
My girl, she lives in the 6ZONE
Sometimes I visit my girl to watch video
always being in a hurry to go back -
I must leave her before the last train is gone
to get back home before the night falls
Why don't I change the situation,
Why do I leave her alone everytime?
What am I waiting for? -
I ask myself everynight...
Everynight that she spends in the 6ZONE,
long lonely nights in the 6ZONE
She never cares for the phone calls,
My girl, she lives in the 6ZONE
Trip to Priozersk
I've met this chick at the railway station
A bottle of beer was a good start for our relations
First I thought she might be fucking picky
Almost lost my gutts, desided to act sneaky
Sneaky - doesnt mean I was mean though
I mean she wanted it too. And I bet she did, you know
If the day's almost dead, its heartbeat has abated,
We need a defibrilator to defibrilate it
So we set toward the train though we didnt have any tickets
Fucking sat down on the seats in a carriage full of dickheads
Bothered neither of us, you can leave it or take it:
If you get horny you dont wanna things being fucking complicated
If I'm up doing smth - I do it right away
Then you can call your janitors to take the trash away
you can call your janitors
janitors on vehicles
vehicles with janitors to take the trash away
we're on th train
fucked up again by some faggot selling rubber balloons (balloons)
we cant keep quiet on our seats in this smoky afternoon
It's suffocating, I'm feeling like I'm a sort of looney tune
We're riding riding riding riding riding to the moon
We've left our money far behind
Behind this fucking train
So hey, inspector, try to fine us
Fine us if you can
You can fine us if you can
Go on and fine us if you can
Hey, inspector, try to fine us
Fine us if you can
Slow And Sterile
NARRATOR: "Once raped she got pregnant with death
she gave it life and it sucked on her breasts
it was fed on milk mixed with blood
it slept in its own turds"
MOTHER: "at seven o'clock I woke up
bleedin', bein' unable to stop it
my body was the door, it released the latch,
it desecrates everything that I touch"
INNER VOICE: "it will make you STERILE (STERILE)
it will break you,
you bet it will make
all of your prayers
UNAVAILING"
NARRATOR: "Little baby has never grown up,
it crapped on its mother right in her lap.
But its mind was already old
even before it was born"
SON: "I am the brimstone.
I am the depth.
I am the shortness of your rotten breath.
I am the ancient holy pig.
I am the chain and I'm a link…
I will make you STERILE (STERILE)
I will break you,
you bet I will make
all of your prayers
UNAVAILING