Smash down empty vodka bottles
Stagger to my feet
Stagger across the pavement
Everything is fucking spinning
And moving in orange and black and blue
Stood at the filthy fucking rusting gates of a massive fucking scrap yard
There's only forward
Take another drink
Step inside
What was I meant to do?
There was nothing on the telly
I smashed up a Fiat Multipla
With fire in my belly
Pools of brake fluid, old motor oil
Stagger past an old Cosworth body shell
Fucking mega mate
Pulse is racing
Drink another
Pull out that fucking crowbar man
I need a fucking alternator
Drop to my fucking knees
What's that fucking smell?
What's that fucking smell?
What's that fucking sound?
Slowly I fucking look up
And start to focus on something looking at me
HELL IS SCREAMING THROUGH MY VEINS
I only came here for a fucking alternator mate
What the fuck
This beast is fucking ugly
I'm not taking this very well
My ventricles are fucking firing
And I raise my crowbar to the sky
And I stare that ugly motherfucking Fiat Multipla right in the fucking eye
And then I woke up in a scrap yard
In a puddle of puke
With a crowbar rammed up my bottom
It's hard to pick a favourite track. This is the only album i have so far deemed as "perfect", where every track, even the intro, is just a masterpiece in its own right. From the hard hitting Perturbator's Theme to the emotional title track, its 68 minutes of perfection. 10/10. connivingkhajiit
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