Born where the sun stabs down, stabs down, stabs down.
Born when the gun came in the town's mouth.
This is the asylum-cum-mausoleum-cum-museum.
Won't you come in? Do!
In blood and honey I wrote my name.
On blood and honey I slid to fame.
Another dagger, another dame,
Praying the next stroke would drive me sane.
Born where the sun stabs down, stabs down, stabs down.
Born when the gun came in the town's mouth.
This is the asylum-cum-mausoleum-cum-museum.
Won't you come in? Do!
In blood and honey I wrote my name.
On blood and honey I slid to fame.
Another dagger, another dame,
Praying the next stroke would drive me sane.
In blood and honey I wrote my name.
On blood and honey I slid to fame.
Another dagger, another dame...
The crack the crackers could never shake tame.
Touch my name and the screen displays
Pyres of worship and shrines of rage.
Adverts give me a living wage.
"An infinite capacity for taking pains."
I'm in love now; soon I'll be in jail.
Wait until the fire goes out? I won't wait
Until the fire goes out and the grave's dug awake and heaven knows it.
Come again.
