Virus Lyrics - Snuff Pop Inc.

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Scull caps crawling for hire and a couple of vultures 

Circling over my head a stone's throw from here 

Microbe-infested apparatus-apparitions seen floating 

Through festering frequencies from mouldy bands.... 

(Gimme some remote control!) 

Yeah, I'm interrupting your programme to make a complaint 

I'm an out-and-out afforder and my suffer-buffer's (Gimme a mind-bomb!) out of order (Glass cutter in request!) 

The corners are glaring, the kitchen's getting hotter 

'Cause someone's burned the roast in the oven 

AND RED ICE-GRIT RUNS OUT MY CHILBLAINS 

INTRAVENOUS SEIZURE OF A DEAD REPORTER 

I try to shut out what's taking place between my eye 

and this airbrushed nature (Was ever man so hocussed?) 

There's a skeleton in every house and mine feels pretty pent-up 

I shall BURST! 

My living room is but a death trap (ALL CRANIA GRIN!) 

They know better about eternal electrocution 

I'm just a subtle would-love-to-be 

Under carnal corruption from figurative infection 

And thus the videodrone is immune 

By virtue of the mercy of ignorance 

LETTING ME DIE WITH THE BIG BOYS 

And mortal frames besieged by swarms of bacteria 

CREEPY-CRAWLIES IN MY BRAIN! 

(Gimme some remote control!) 

I've got a halitosis coughing-ire from choking in a coffin-fire 

(Glass cutter in request!) 

It's the dominance of viral decay 

Roasting my breath and toasting my death 

Oh baby, the way you cry is prettier than the saddest song 

An utter soul cutter forever boxed in 

The death denihil of a social misanthrope 

AND RED ICE-GRIT RUNS OUT MY CHILBLAINS 

INFO-PARASITIC INTERFERENCE IN MY BRAIN 

All Snuff Pop Inc. music and lyrics written by Ant Mozart Khadaffi