Mississippi Bones - Over The Counter Culture (Thank You Very Much, Mr Moore) | Текст песни

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• Over The Counter Culture (Thank You Very Much, Mr Moore)

Well Mr. Monster asked me hypothetically speaking, if I were a lizard or some other kind of swamp thing, if I could hear the grass grow, when up from hell, where the yuggoth dwells, came a group of extraordinary gentlemen into the courtyard to stage a small killing, and we fell to our knees and screamed
Whatever happened to the man of tomorrow? Did he fall victim to his own dodgem logic? It’s the killing joke that makes these lost girls lust for vendetta with a capital V. And as the watchmen looked on they sang such a sad, sad song and I whispered to myself, “Must be judgment day.”
How hungry is the heart that prays for glory? Disease of language in tomorrow’s stories. If ignorance is bliss then genius is pain, well I’m feeling alright, so what does that say.
Damn shame. Well the light of thy countenance has taken such a dark, dark shade. Damn shame. Such a sad state of affairs for the man who had everything.
Whatever happened to the man of tomorrow? Did he fall victim to his own dodgem logic? It’s the killing joke that makes these lost girls lust for vendetta with a capital V. And as the watchmen looked on they sang such a sad, sad song, the Ballad of Halo Jones I do believe, and I whispered to myself, “ Must be judgment day.”