Dead

The Pixies

you crazy baby bathsheba, i wancha

you're suffocating you need a good shed

i'm tired of living, shebe, so gimme

dead



we're apin' rapin' tapin' catharsis

you get torn down and get erected

my blood is working but my, my heart is

dead



hey

whaddyah know?

you're lovely

tan belly

is starting to grow



uriah hit the crapper, the crapper

uriah hit the crapper, the crapper

uriah hit the crapper, the crapper

dead