Yeah Nowhere to go No place to go I'm real screwed up My eyes are sore from smoking all that shit No place to go Bottomless heart So big that everything just gets lost in there And if it never comes out That's okay by me And on other side At the top you get the light at the end of the tunnel I just don't think I'll be the same And I'm just warning you I'm warning you all No crutches, no nothin' I am going to live the end Apocalypse man! What the hell else is there to do? I want a mission Not a gig or a good time, I want a mission Scrawny stiff legs of despair come walkin' my way with an achy step Shipwrecked souls, desolation paradise Bountiful wonderland of lost souls staggering around arms outstretched, looking For something Lonely hero man sitting on the crest of the apocalypse And our boy says something like, uh "Hey sir. I'm a man away from home, and my soul is out on loan Could you throw us down a bone, so I won't be all alone? Cause I wanna see it all, and I wanna have it all And I wanna see it fall, and I wanna take it all away." February 13th Birthday, new shirt around my neck Shivers up and down my spine The time is mine and I'm feelin fine And I take this one thin dime And I call my mom on the phone and say Say, something to warm her heart Say, uh, "Your boy done fucked up Had a bit of hard luck, went down a wrong trail, messed with some wrong people and just lost his mind Just lost his mind Just lost his mind Just Lost his mind Lost his mind Lost his mind Lost his mind Lost his mind" Jumped! Get stuck in the trunk, get stuck in the jungle And their jokes and their pokes and their wrong side looks And all the notes in the books And all the wrong turns and all the bad burns And he never learned Just kept burning, and he never got to learn One wrong turn led to another wrong turn Dog people! These people, are for real! They watch, television! They run in circles! They bark like dogs! They nip at my heels! They wanna put a collar around my neck! They want me to be like them! Well I just walk right past 'em, right over 'em, right though 'em, right on top 'em I crush their face 'Cause it's easy Because they're nothing! 'Cause they're nothing Little dogs Humping dogs Sticking that thing in any crap that passes by Dirt falling in my mind Dirt gettin' stuck in my mouth Dirt gettin' stuck in my eyes Seeing everything through dirt All I see is dirt, all I know is dirt Just talkin' dirt, talkin' dirt Digging dirt, loving dirt, rolling in dirt Dirt river, dirt slithers, dirt lovers, dirt undercover, dirt over color Ah I've felt dirty before, but it never felt quite like this I've seen dirt before, but it never looked quite looked like this I've talked dirt before, but it never sounded quite like this That's not the way it is That's just the way it is around here Around these parts Oh! It took a long time to make a long rhyme It took a long time to make a story short It took a lotta lives and a lotta lies to make this story what it is To stretch it into a disgusting distortion, and proportion, and detail And you can retail that, and sell it to the market and see what you get Bring back the proceeds and we'll spend it on Something of worth Something that'll save me Something that'll get me outta here There's nothing I want more than out There's nothing I like to roll in like dirt Look I've cheated myself I've looked at myself I've hated myself And if we could all just get together and hate a little We could hate one another Hate our sisters and brothers in a sea of disunity Get my fill when the blood spills Get my fill when the blood spills Get my fill when the blood spills I get my freeze with the chill spells I get my thrills with the cheers feel I get my thrills with the cheers feels The glass breaks Shivers up and down my spine and I'm feeling fine I'm feeling fine, the time is mine Spending time to time getting my fill And all the bells ring inside my head Alarms going on and off All fucked up All messed up Open my eyes, too much breathing Too much of that fucking dirty air Makes me talk shit Makes me live shit Makes me wanna kiss the ground, better than kissing you Dirt girl, in that dirt dress What's up that dirt dress? What's up that dirt dress? Ain't nothing but a bunch a' trash Ain't nothing but a bunch a' trash Ain't nothing but a bunch a' trash Ain't nothing but a bunch a' trash, but you seem to have me quite interested Quite interested I think I'll walk your way I think I'll say your name I think I'll come over to your house Mmm, got something for me? Got something for me? I'm the man among men walking tall with a plan You can go send it around the world, you can hold it in your hand You can bring it on home, I'm Armageddon man, girl Armageddon man, girl Armageddon man, girl And I want the whole world I want the whole world I want the whole world I wanna make this place a better place And send my shovel and face Everywhere A statue of my effigy They erected a slum in my name Henry Rollins memorial slum Henry Rollins memorial pit Got a grave with my name Got a grave that always looks the same Through the eyes of a fuckin' bug