|Album||Where Have All The Merrymakers Gone|
|Technical Specifications||colour - format unknown|
I had visions, I was in them
I was looking into the mirror
To see a little bit clearer
The rottenness and evil in me.
Fingertips have memories
Mine can't forget the curves of your body
And when I feel a bit naughty
I run it up the flagpole and see who salutes
But no one ever does.
I'm not sick but I'm not well
And I'm so hot, cause I'm in hell.