A little room on 7th street is getting cold
And secrets sing like mescaline, they don't get old
I saw a pattern on a blanket just the other day
It looked just like the pillow you threw away You were like a Zombie
When you told me what you did that day
And I drove out to the meadow lands
To throw our baby away What time and snow couldn't bury
Years of forgotten guilt
That little body's calling, rising up
From under a jersey landfill I just woke up the other night
And now I know what to do
I guess I'll see you in hell A creature's waitin' for a battle in the ancient swamp
Your pissing on the Pyramids
Ain't gonna move things along
So pack your scars and your makeup And give your money to the poor
'Cos you've been riding a twenty gaged ticket
Into reality's door I just woke up the other night
And now I know what to do
I just woke up the other night, girl
And now I know what to do
I guess I'll see you in hell The TV's gone and you've been half an hour paid
And your punk rock band still sucks anyway
I was talking to Jesus through a hole in the floor
He said our time is up, we can't stay anymore, no more A little room on 7th street is getting cold
And secrets sing like mescaline, they don't get old
I saw a pattern on a blanket just the other day
It looked just like the pillow you threw away I just woke up the other night
And now I know what to do
I just woke up the other night, girl
And now I know what to do
I guess I'll see you in hell Yeah, I'll see you in hell
I'll see you in hell
Yeah, I'll see you in hell
