歌曲 | Maggots |
歌手 | The Tiger Lillies |
专辑 | Farmyard Filth |
The maggots feed they feed on him | |
Well some they laugh and some give in | |
You cannot breathe the putrid air | |
The bastard’s dead and no one cares | |
There are no relatives or friends | |
The sad condolences descend | |
The pauper’s grave is all that’s left | |
No one to pay their last respects | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
Your life was right your life was wrong | |
The virtues and the vice all gone | |
His mother’s heart would surely wrench | |
To see the poverty and stench | |
A social worker does discard | |
A box of letters and postcards | |
The only records of a life | |
That now has passed into the light | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
Do you ever wonder that you’d be | |
Left all alone and lonely | |
The same as him on Judgement Day | |
Left all alone to fade away | |
Because you lack the social skills | |
And then grow old and then grow ill | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty dirty dirty | |
dirty dirty dirty dirty and so poor |
The maggots feed they feed on him | |
Well some they laugh and some give in | |
You cannot breathe the putrid air | |
The bastard' s dead and no one cares | |
There are no relatives or friends | |
The sad condolences descend | |
The pauper' s grave is all that' s left | |
No one to pay their last respects | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
Your life was right your life was wrong | |
The virtues and the vice all gone | |
His mother' s heart would surely wrench | |
To see the poverty and stench | |
A social worker does discard | |
A box of letters and postcards | |
The only records of a life | |
That now has passed into the light | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
Do you ever wonder that you' d be | |
Left all alone and lonely | |
The same as him on Judgement Day | |
Left all alone to fade away | |
Because you lack the social skills | |
And then grow old and then grow ill | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty and so poor | |
To die in filth in filth obscure | |
To die so dirty dirty dirty | |
dirty dirty dirty dirty and so poor |