Bush - Dead Meat lyrics

your dead meat

your dead meat

your dead meat

your

it's your dead meat from former days

i am your crisis

blue asbestos in your veins

i'm your broken fingers

i've killed you twice i will again

revenge is eager

see first you'll crash and then you'll burn

dorothy died for your pleasure

it's hard to get along in this car crash weather

weather

your dead meat

your dead meat

your dead meat

your

is your dead meat formaldehyde

didn't phase me

i soon returned to track you down

for your confession

i'll be your poison and your pain

i'll be your struggle to be sane

exploited lament and the places you never went

dorothy died for your pleasure

it's hard to get along in this car crash weather

car crash weather

dorothy died for your pleasure

it's hard to get along in this car crash weather

car crash weather

car crash weather

weather

i'm doing you in tomorrow

that's why i'm dressed in all this sorrow

i'm doing you in tomorrow

i'll burn before i mellow

dorothy died for your pleasure

it's hard to get along

it's hard to get along

it's your dead meat from former days

it's your dead meat from former days

it's your dead meat from former days

it's your dead meat from former days