Industrial Is Dead Lyrics - Singles - Rabbit Junk

like some girl in a snuff video 

with a chord around her neck 

and her veins full of blow 

she's dancing like she doesn't know 

that she's hanging in the morgue with industrial 

so gothed out like "black number 1" 

She'd rather slit her wrists than have some fun 

Shaking her corpse to the same old shit 

Playing it safe is boring, isn't it!? 

Oi! Mr. DJ, what records are ya playin' today 

Oi! Mr. DJ, are you gonna play the same damn thing that you did yesterday 

This ghetto 

abysmal 

like gangstas 

in limbo 

creation 

invasion 

a fortress 

a mission 

arrested 

infested 

this corpse has been re-animated 

pale embrace in a sick romance 

it's dead and gone but still they all dance 

Every day is Halloween 

but it's Halloween stuck in '93 

And it makes me think of the good old days 

of skinny puppy and ministry 

combat boots and pvc 

Dressing up like a scary drag queen 

It's dead and gone, so let's move on 

Industrial R.I.P. 

If yer lookin for a zombie fuck 

then get your kicks at the club noc noc (Seattle, WA.) 

dancing all ro-bot-ic 

120 bmp goin tic toc tic toc 

un-dead posers drinking at the bar 

and broken pretty things that can't get very far 

and the 3 legged dogs that are on the the prance 

I say step aside bitches I'm here to dance 

Let's fucking dance