Emelie is sad Emelie is sad Emelie is sad She used to be glad Now Emelie's been had Emelie's been had Emelie's been had She might never be glad
Oh, but there is something deep inside her Oh, if we could only see inside her
Now she's mine, all broken inside A product of your fine MORTAR GRIND Every crime is seeping inside Until they're all mine Burn them away
Jenny used to smile Jenny used to smile Jenny used to smile Now she'll only hide Jenny's in denial Jenny's in denial Jenny's in denial She might never smile
Oh, but there is something deep inside her Oh, I know 'cause I have been inside her
Now she's mine, all broken inside A product of your fine Mortar grind Every crime is seeping inside Until they're all mine Burn them away Burn them away --
I used to be mine I used to be mine I used to be mine Now I'm feeling blind I'm too deep inside I'm too deep inside I'm too deep inside This mortar grind --
Now it's mine, all broken inside A product of their fine Mortar grind (Burn it away) All this vile Sulphur and brine I keep deep inside (Oh) Burn it away Burn it away Oh, burn it away Burn it away