Aids & Armageddon Songtext
von Fishbone

I get six too many fingers and a subatomic coat
I took my baby out to dinner but all she wanted was dope
On the way to the abortion she said babies take hope
I said all you wanna do is just sit around and mope

About Aids and Armageddon
Armageddon and Aids
I don′t want to talk about it
I think I might have got it
anyway I, anyway I just got laid
Armageddon and Aids

I dream assassination I hallucinate cash
I'm afraid of my own future I′m disgusted with my past
I wake up dreaming every morning about some chemical blast
my brain filled up with questions I'm too afraid to ask


About Aids and Armageddon
Armageddon and Aids
I don't want to talk about it
I think I might have got it
anyway I anyway I just got laid
Armageddon and Aids

I don′t want to talk about it
I think I might have got it
anyway I anyway I just got laid
Armageddon and Aids

When I found that she was in a hiding
from the powers that be
she viewed living as dying ungracefully
our love affair had ended
the day she tried to kill me
she said you know you′re gonna die
I said but not right now

Aids and Armageddon
Armageddon and Aids
I don't want to talk about it
I think I might have got it
anyway I anyway I just got laid
Armageddon and Aids