LYRICS FOR SEVEN INCH

side A

PROUD AMERICANS
Well, good evening friends. Gather around. This is religious subversion zero hour. Where social depravity is our finest grain of discovery. Tell your mothers and fathers that virginity is a past time. And your daughters are peeling the foreskin from the young at heart. They are the cause for it all.

You broadcast sin and delusion.
You make them believe.

Houses will crumble and towers will fall.
And all will be well.

You broadcast sin and delusion.
You make them follow and worship and believe.

Feed your television.
Starve your children.
Bleed them dry.

side B

MONARCH
Hey!
Is anybody out there?
Can you hear the screams?
Hours spent sinking into this deep sea sleep.
Where nothing, where no one can hear the screams.
Hours spent diving into this deep sea sleep.
And honestly we're just make believe.
Coming up for air in between the sighs of relief.

I keep these dirty thoughts to myself.
There is no escape.

Can you hear the screams?

And are you feeling alone?

If you are alone, don't let it in.
If it screams, don't let it in.
And the night will never end.
Don't you let it in.

Is anybody out there?
Anybody?

Are you feeling alone tonight?

TEENAGEBLACKHOLE
Are you lost
Are you rotting inside
And are you sick of sucking the flesh you walking disease.
With scabs on your tongue.

Fetish born.
Bondage queen.
You little piece of teenage meat.

Sell your body.

Pose
Smile
Spit
Swallow

Why are you doing these things to yourself

Why are you doing this to yourself