Mutiny In Heaven Lyrics - The Birthday Party

Well, I, jump and fled this fuckin' heap on doctored wings 

My flailin' pinions, with splints and rags and crutches 

(Damn things nearly hardly flap) 

Canker upon canker upon one million tiny punctures 

That look like long thin red ribbons 

Draped across the arms of a lil' mortal girl 

(Like a ground plan of hell) 

Curse these smartin' strings, these fuckin' ruptures 

Enough, enough is enough 

(If this is heaven ah? m bailin' out) 

If this is heaven ah? m bailin' out 

I can't tolerate this ol tin-tub 

So fulla trash and rats felt one crawl across my soul 

For a seckon there, as thought as wassa back down in the ghetto 

(Rats in paradise! rats in paradise) 

I'm bailin' out, there? s a mutiny in heaven 

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I wassa born and Lord shakin' 

Even then was dumped into some icy font 

Like some great stinky unclean 

From slum-chuch to slum-church, I spilt my heart 

To some fat cunt behind a screen 

Evil poppin' eye pressed up to the opening 

He? d slide shut the lil' perforated hatch at night my body 

Blushed to the whistle of the birch 

With a lil' practice I soon learnt to use in on myself 

Punishment? Reward, punishment? 

Reward, well, ah tied on, perched on my bed 

I was stickin' a needle in my arm 

Ah tied off! fuckin' wings burst out my back 

(Like I was cuttin' teeth) 

I took off 

(Rats in paradise! rats in paradise) 

There? s a mutiny in Heaven 

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Oh Lord, I git down on my knees 

(I git down on my knees and start to pray) 

Wrapped in my mongrel wings, ah nearly freeze 

In the howlin' wind and drivin' rain 

(All the trash blowin' round and round) 

From slum-heaven into town 

I take my tiny pain and rollin' back my sleeve 

Roll Anna, roll Anna, roll Anna roll) 

I yank the drip outa my vein, utopiate! I? m bailin' out 

Utopiate, if this is Heaven ah? m bailin' out 

My threadbare soul teems with vermin and louse 

Thoughts come like a plague to the head, in God? s house 

Mutiny in Heaven 

(Ars infectio forco dio) 

To the plank 

(Rats in paradise! rats in paradise) 

I? m bailin' out 

(Hail hypuss dermio vita rex) 

Hole inna ghetto! hole inna ghetto 

(Scabio murem per sanctum, dio, dio, dio)