Load up on guns and, bring your friends
It’s fun to lose, and to pretend
She’s over bored, And self assured
Oh no, I know, a dirty word
Hello, how low?
With the lights out it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, An albino, A mosquito, My Libido, Yeah
I’m worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, how low?
With the lights out it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, An albino, A mosquito, My Libido, Yeah
And I forget , Just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, It was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Hello, how low?
The empty hand of innocence transfusing street of the sorrows
And children of the wood hounded, shredding all veils
And winding all sheets of the dead world droning
Overturning tables laden with silver sacrificial birds
Beating goat-skin drums
Advancing with hands out-stretched
And we keep filling them with mercury nitrate, asbestos
Baby bombs blasting blue
Scavengers picking through the ashes
Children of the mills!
Children of the junkyards!
Sleepy, illiterate, fuzzy little rats haunted, paint-sniffin'
Stoned out of their shaved heads
Forgotten, foraging, mystical children
Foul-mouthed, glassy eyed, hallucinating

Hello, how low?
With the lights out it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, Entertain us
A mulatto, An albino, A mosquito, My Libido
A denial, A denial, A denial, A denial