Trash Flavored Trash - The Blood Brothers

Trash Flavored Trash - The Blood Brothers
Written by：Morgan Hend
I spent
22 years in this zoo of broken faces
The parents the school children
Watch me sit on this neon nest naked
Yeeeeahthere's
A girl in a cage
Makin' love to a switchblade
There's a girl behind bars
Milk abandoned cars
There's a priest in shackles
Makin' bombs outta' bibles
A piano wire vine men in the pines
It goes 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round
And 'round
Yeahhh
C'mon c'mon
Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancy
Yeahhh
C'mon c'mon c'moni want to wear the skin of a
Magazine baby
Yeahhh
C'mon c'mon
Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancies
Yeahhh
C'mon c'mon c'monthe five o'clock news is f**king fantasy
I stole the rice
From the beggars death bowl
In this zoo of broken facesi told a widow that
She was beautiful
When half of her smile was missingand I've done my
Addition
Gun plus gun equals bang bang bangand I've done my
Division
Trash into trash equals trash flavored trash
I wanna see more
Dirty places
Round round round
Round round
Take me to the hall of filthy faces
Round round round
Round round
There's a girl behind a chicken wire
Coughing up ghoststhere's a housewife in a cage
That vacuums all day
There's a boy in toupee
Speaking resume's
And the teeth heads with no eyes on the carousel
Rides that spin
Round and round and round and round
Yeahaaaaa
Come on come on
I've played my mission
I've paid my submission
Yeahaaaa
Come on come on
I want to wear the skin of a magazine baby
Yeahaaaaaa
Come on come on
Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancies
Yeahaaaaaa
The five o'clock news is a f**king fantasy
And I've payed my admission
And I've paid my submission
And I've seen the petition
And I've done my addition
And I've done my division
Yeah I've done
My division
I've done
My division
Trash into trash equals trash flavored trash