Skinny Puppy - The Centre Bullet Lyrics
Dead shot through the temple in the temple heard the preacher screech! Ibored you full of holes, Lucretia, saw you crease up in a ball, as if youswallowed your own poison followed as you crawled up to the altar.I watched the tabernacle choir bawling in a bath of sacramental wine...You laced it, but it tastes just fine to me!Yes, it's 89 - 's' a good year... Let's hear it now for good old (bittersweet)'89... Let's hear it now for good old '89.We took our seats, we watched them stringing up a chicken (kept onkicking) as they kicked away the chair... They fed it strychnine! We kepton staring, sick and sordid, as you pulled another bullet from my belt andfired! Count to nine... (ninety nine)... count to nine.I caught it in my teeth, I licked it clean, I chewed it, I chewed it, struck amatch... I flew a dozen stories to my stool behind a widow. Sure I'm small,but big enough (I'm big enough), to send a bullet through your head. Abullet through the center of your head! I'll send a bullet through the centerof your head. Center bullet... Rent a bullet...
