Pink Punk - Down A Hole With Alice | Текст песни

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Down a hole with Alice
There must be more to it than this madness
They smile – we jump – our sons die
Something ain’t right – blind alleyway this way everyone
What am I to swallow
Fly away to wonderland on who’s dollar
On who’s dollars worth of magic carpet
In the nicest way possible – shit on all of it
Shit on your bibles
Walk the crooked mile
Franken-vatican-stein, how’s that for funky
Purgification – it’s the only way forward
It’s the only way back
Cause the drugs don’t work
Sour cream working its way into everything
Insidiously spreading
Pulling out the hair inside our heads
Burning in our beds
Fist-fuck planet earth
One has to laugh I suppose
Laugh or go mad I suppose
Death row from my door, to your door, neighbourhoods

Down a hole with Alice
Running from our shadows
Standing on a big small world out here alone
Anyone that matters
Knows what really matters
Standing on a big small world out here alone

Topsy bloody turvy
The pain we’ve had to suffer – buffer
Mother’s burnt for butting in and fighting back
Brothers stood there laughing
In tact the facts write the cracks in themselves
Jack pushing Jill down the mountain
Count the finger-lickin’ chicken licken’ hatched yourself
Each on every shelf filled with each and every story
Dirty pigs – dirty politicians – dirty presidents
Internecine monster mashing it
Dancing on our sand castles
The miller tills his fill eternally it would seem
Sour cream rising to the top
My how the crop is sewn to be seen for god, king, bling and country
Jump the sums worth in your head yourself
Hold the world up to your ear and listen
Bill without rights
Jack’s without a house
Houston we have a problem
Houston we have a problem
- ah, Houston we have a problem

Down a hole with Alice
Running from our shadows
Standing on a big small world out here alone
Anyone that matters
Knows what really matters
Standing on a big small world out here alone