G5 Bb5 Everyone I see's diseased or broken, holes in their arms they got cocaine eyes Self mutilation is self surveillance, wanna get to heaven you gotta die Little Johnny Junk's a subway pilot, he'll knife you in the head for Chinese rock Catch a falling spike ride a silver rocket, score a body bag deal from the Vietcong Your meat on a hook in your own snuff movie, tortue loop hallucination nerves spliced No innoculation from the viral programme, there's spiders in your mouth shoot insecticide Bb5 C5 Bb5 C5 Here she comes here she comes, she's crawled out of a garbage can Bb5 C5 Bb5 A5 Here she comes here she comes, she's gonna waste another man G5 Bb5 C5 D#5 F5 Ah sick city, gonna to be the death of me Ah sick city, gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me G5 Bb5 Sick sick city, sick city