The Jesus Lizard. Din. Zeneszám

Get me up from this terrible place
Because it's dangerous down here
There are splinters and splinters
Flying like arrows around
I turn around to see one huge black tongue
That means to lick my very being
And the sun is about to set
On the head of my shadow

So get me the hell out of here
So get me the hell out of here
So get me the hell out of here

I'm tired and dizzy
Weak and spent
I cannot tell which way is up
And the faster I try to move
The quicker I get stuck
The quicker I get stuck
Stuck underneath a heavy piece of...


So get me the hell out of here
So get me the hell out of here
So get me the hell out of here

A million shrieking wolfhounds
Are screaming in a straight line
Aimed and focused on my neck
All two million
Of their piss-yellow eyes
Are racing speedy as scalpels

So get me the hell out of here
So get me the hell out of here
So get me the hell out of here