from the maze I got no more lessons to give You got no more time to waste And got only one life to live You got to find the fuse No one's really got
head of the chamber of commerce Mama's in the fact'ry She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He's lookin' for the fuse I'm in the streets With the
in his sorrows riding on a whale, drifting in tomorrow. Howl out for your sailor. Howl for yourself. Howl out for someone to carry you home. Racecar driver skinny head
head The facts revealed and now it's sealed Now you have to face it and nobody breaks it And you can feel the burning fuse Like an open fire burning
lost in my holocaust With the fuse lit, caught in a Molotov We used to talk when I was a kid I used to sing the songs that you trapped in my head Alone
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun she violently knits A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits At the head of the chamber
Call us degenerate, heads in a purple haze Breaking our necks with crime that pays It's the war of rolex versus renegades So place your bets and burn
When they get burned and smoked, put out and used up Niggaz don?t know how to act when they lit the fuse up Abuse them up, usin' the nut, I?m usin'
Yeah Into the red, the hippie dream is dead Like a light bulb blowin' a fuse inside my head Gimme some speed to burn don't wanna wait my turn And now
more today (I'm a fuse) You know this place, it stinks (Tongue is tired) I, I smell like despair (From over use) All the bridges gonna burn gonna fall down (Burn
head with, oh, such foolish dreams My flesh and blood is no more real to me Than what they seem My love for you is burning Like a spark on a fuse I
Broke dick dog My head slung low Tail knocked in the dirt Time and time Of being told Trash is all I?m worth When I was just a young boy Had to take
These days come without a warning There must be a sign on my roof It took a while just to see That someone's pickin' on me And try to burn my fuse But
too apathetic to see That is crumbling at your feet Holding on by the skin of it's teeth Eroding, exploding In the world with the burning fuse
we headed to the Tennessee line Bought a hundred bottle rockets, shot ?em up in the sky And they lit up the night Like risin? stars that burn to dust
heart and at last I can see it all And my eyes were opened to the darkness, in my hand a burning flame, A spark of life to touch the fuse and blow these