Don't Be Obscene, by Patrick Canning & The Suffering Mothers

Don't Be Obscene

from Let's Celebrate With Blood by Patrick Canning & The Suffering Mothers

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lyrics

Slight of hand and twisted lips
The hot smell lingers on your fingertips

Snow crunches deep on this street of shame
My house is on fire
My children in flames

Shut your mouth don't be obscene
With your empty pockets
And ripping jeans

Looking me straight in the eye
With the hot piss streaming
Down your thigh

Nobody cares if your screaming loud
On this concrete stairwell
Where I pushed you down

The taste of pavement and spoiled dreams
Is too salty for you
In this drunken scene

In the darkness where birds go to die
Suffer babies with dirt in their eye
Tell your mother she's wasted her life
Wasted her life
Hmmmm

credits

from Let's Celebrate With Blood, released 20 December 2010
Patrick Canning - Vocals, Guitar, subtle keyboard
Victor Lewis - Bass
Devon Milley - Drums

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A difficult bag of chips to open. A man with silver ear drums who sees into scents of the spheres. A soft hearted vial of anthrax. A tube of blister cream and a hot needle. A guy with 13 albums and a movie.

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