Dead and Buried Songtext
von Alien Sex Fiend
Dead and Buried Songtext
What was created went on before
Burn your art out like some cheap old whore
You′re all old and boring now
All the milk's been taken from the cow
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Switched my sulph to ajax
Ain′t high but I'm clean
Never eat anything with a face on it
Know what I mean?
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
The living ain't easy, the living ain′t clean
Makes me hot, makes me naked
Makes me feel just plain obscene
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Now we′re all onboard the mystery train
Don't know where we′re going
And if we did
It's all the same
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Asthma attack in a purple haze
Your cards are numbered and so are your days
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Asthma attack in a purple haze
Your cards are numbered and so are my days
The living ain′t easy, the living ain't clean
Just makes me feel plain obscene
Know what I mean?
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Dead and buried
Dead and buried
Dead-
Burn your art out like some cheap old whore
You′re all old and boring now
All the milk's been taken from the cow
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Switched my sulph to ajax
Ain′t high but I'm clean
Never eat anything with a face on it
Know what I mean?
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
The living ain't easy, the living ain′t clean
Makes me hot, makes me naked
Makes me feel just plain obscene
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Now we′re all onboard the mystery train
Don't know where we′re going
And if we did
It's all the same
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Asthma attack in a purple haze
Your cards are numbered and so are your days
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Dead! Buried!
Asthma attack in a purple haze
Your cards are numbered and so are my days
The living ain′t easy, the living ain't clean
Just makes me feel plain obscene
Know what I mean?
D-D-D-Dead and buried
D-D-D-Dead and buried
Dead and buried
Dead and buried
Dead-
Writer(s): Benjamin Paul Ballance-drew, Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com