Black Lips
"Sea Of Blasphemy"

We're down the super highway all alone

A shoppin' bag full of broken bones

Sick and tired of hearing telephones

Now I'm stuck in futuristic drones

'Cause I

Be a vandal

Snuff my candle

Lost my handle

And now I'm really on my own

(Breaking glass, noises)

Be a vandal

Snuff my candle

Lost my handle

And now I'm really on my own

Needa get out of this town of blasphemy

Shampoo in my eyes, I cannot see

Emancipated, but not really free

And a white nigga is who I wanna be.

'Cause I

Be a vandal

Snuff my candle

Lost my handle

And now I'm really on my OWWWWWWWWWWWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!