Viva Dead Ponies - Fatima Mansions, The
(retail groceries…) Do you know how jesus feels When he’s behind his sportscar wheel And the windscreen glass is all gummed up with blood? Do you know how old jesus feels? For he walks the earth again But not in mecca or in jerusalem No, he sells papers and beer in a shop in crouch […]
Pack Of Lies - Fatima Mansions, The
They first met at the hospital, she was checking out for good Her body patched but past repair, and there her angel stood She was feeling quite confused now that her death was close at hand She had to face eternity, so why not this mumbling man? Who bought himself a wedding suit at a […]
Chemical Cosh - Fatima Mansions, The
Alcohol, heroin, thc Care in the impotent (numb) community* Resignation, irony, under scrutiny, so events can slip From memory of history, a voluntary dictatorship Chemical (cosh!) One kind for the rich, and one for the poor The only distinction is the thickness of their front door Unless it makes you act up, the law won’t […]
The White Knuckle Express - Fatima Mansions, The
This truck stop: rancid gravy A man with no hands waving And the dog ’round my leg bumps and grinds It rains for miles out there On mud and tar and still air And the fungus-lined gap between stinking towns Pork-eyes got him a brand new hand He’s gonna grasp you He won’t ask you […]
Farewell Oratorio - Fatima Mansions, The
Ciao, ceaucescu Ciao, ceaucescu Vote! Rating: 5/5. Voted: 678. Rate the lyrics of the song!