Trash Flavored Trash

Trash Flavored Trash - The Blood Brothers

Written by：Morgan Hend

I spent

22 years in this zoo of broken faces

The parents the school children

Watch me sit on this neon nest naked

Yeeeeahthere's

A girl in a cage

Makin' love to a switchblade

There's a girl behind bars

Milk abandoned cars

There's a priest in shackles

Makin' bombs outta' bibles

A piano wire vine men in the pines

It goes 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round

And 'round

Yeahhh

C'mon c'mon

Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancy

Yeahhh

C'mon c'mon c'moni want to wear the skin of a

Magazine baby

Yeahhh

C'mon c'mon

Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancies

Yeahhh

C'mon c'mon c'monthe five o'clock news is f**king fantasy

I stole the rice

From the beggars death bowl

In this zoo of broken facesi told a widow that

She was beautiful

When half of her smile was missingand I've done my

Addition

Gun plus gun equals bang bang bangand I've done my

Division

Trash into trash equals trash flavored trash

I wanna see more

Dirty places

Round round round

Round round

Take me to the hall of filthy faces

Round round round

Round round

There's a girl behind a chicken wire

Coughing up ghoststhere's a housewife in a cage

That vacuums all day

There's a boy in toupee

Speaking resume's

And the teeth heads with no eyes on the carousel

Rides that spin

Round and round and round and round

Yeahaaaaa

Come on come on

I've played my mission

I've paid my submission

Yeahaaaa

Come on come on

I want to wear the skin of a magazine baby

Yeahaaaaaa

Come on come on

Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancies

Yeahaaaaaa

The five o'clock news is a f**king fantasy

And I've payed my admission

And I've paid my submission

And I've seen the petition

And I've done my addition

And I've done my division

Yeah I've done

My division

I've done

My division

Trash into trash equals trash flavored trash