Gullyhead
So sad, vicious, complete
So pungent my taste
My touch, my tone
So weathered, so frayed, so stoned

So worthless, so worthless, so worthless
So worthless, so worthless

So dry, my palms
So calm, so dryed out my tongue
My trim, my trap
So clever, so staged, so high

So worthless, so worthless, so worthless
So worthless, so worthless

So lay me down now under the bridge where the pigeons lay
Where the pigeons lay
Now pull out your ox, from under your jacket
We're veterans babe, we're veterans babe
Don't you, please
Don't you

Complete this prison I've found
It's been buried in sand
But we're awake, awake
And polluting your land

Hey! Hey!
Oooo, hah!
My fingers have not touched your dash
Oooo, hah!

So lay me down now under the bridge where the pigeons lay
Where the pigeons lay
Now pull out your ox, from under your jacket
We're veterans babe, we're veterans babe

So sad, vicious, complete
So pungent my taste
My touch, my tone
So weathered, so frayed, so stoned

So worthless, so worthless, so worthless
So worthless, so worthless
So dry, my palms
So calm, so dryed out my tongue
My trim, my trap
So clever, so staged, so high

So worthless, so worthless, so worthless
So worthless, so worthless