Acid Turkish Bath (Shelter From The Storm)
Cotton mouth is bleeding, one way glass deceivingDope me up on women and credit cardsPromise X-Ray vision and fancy carsThe tables set for the bourgeoisBetter get in line with your dinner trayCause when it's all ran out and it's just you leftWith the nut job swigging his crystal methAnd there's a constant ring of machineryIs there a place for me in history?
Sending the boys away, leaving them out to playThrowing them miles away, now it's another dayTo shelter from the stormSending the boys away, leaving them out to playThrowing them miles away, wishing for new years dayTo shelter from the storm
Sons of time are rising, 16 minds explodingIt's the 21st century ain't it cool?It's taught us how to eat and how to droolAnd the wind up merchants are out in forceTelling you my brother to change your courseAnd you won't be the first to think it's wrongWhen all you really want is to band a gongCause it's all sawn up in our miseryIs there a place for me in the history?
Sending the boys away, leaving them out to playThrowing them miles away, now it's another dayTo shelter from the stormSending the boys away, leaving them out to playThrowing them miles away, wishing for new years dayTo shelter from the stormWe go've got to break down the walls and shelter from the stormWe go've got to break down the walls and shelter from the stormWe go've got to break down the walls and shelter from the stormWe go've got to break down the walls and shelter from the stormSending the boys away, leaving them out to playThrowing them miles away, now it's another dayTo shelter from the stormSending the boys away, leaving them out to playThrowing them miles away, wishing for new years dayTo shelter from the storm