1. SICK CITY

I woke up in a cold sweat
Wriggling and writhing, a man in the net
Take the bit in the teeth, put the gun in the hand
There ain't no judge this is no man's land

It's sick city
Sick city
Sick city's got seven sins
No place where the conscience wins

Misery may be mother
One beggar can beg from another
Strike with the sword
Stricken with the scabbard
You won't get far climbing the ladder
Gotta take care of necessities
Caring for people's a luxury
Make sure you get what you need
So you threaten with a knife to feed your greed

Sick city's got seven sins
No place where the conscience wins
Sick city's got a sacred secret
Save your breath to cool your broth
Sick city. Swollen land
Grease on the palm or a broken arm
Sick city has a special flavor
A brand new way to love thy neighbor
Sick city's got a sacred secret
Your guts get full don't drag your legs
In sick city you're better off dead
Take the fat with the lean or a hole in your head


2. SHIT FOR BRAINS (GREAZEY MIX)

Sitting in my box, waiting for you
I peep through the slits and I feel myself
Breathing tight, I'm getting hard
But it's nice and dark for the things that I do
I sweat in my cassock
When I hear your words
Tell your sins to me I will absolve thee
I run a peep show beat
Where I can beat my meat
When I see you dressing
I get to messing

Shit for brains, piss in my pants
I rape and contain the whole human race
I'm your heavenly host, the Holy Ghost
The hand of god and the stick of saints
I'm a man who's sick but I got class
I'm going to heaven with my lickin' ass
Shit for brains, piss in my pants
I rape and contain my catholic domain

Sticks and stones break my bones
Your words just crucify me
Heaven up above has a glorious god
I'd really rather have you right where I want
Right on the front, full of my gunk
I slide up behind heaven in my mind
In my dreams I always whipped you
Then I stripped you

I ripped you down to my scripture