Wrong Side Of The Grape

You wanna see the psycho in your veins

You wanna see the madman

The time has come to make a run

The sun has risen

Don't try to stop me from chasin' the gasoline -

I get mean man

Sometimes there's urges undeniable physical sensations

Orale 'ese you gotta believe

It's hard it's fucking hard to be on the wrong side of the grape

To be on

I suppose I should care that I'm brain dead

I suppose I need to think for myself - colors in a car

Out of control the killing machine grows on a vine

Glass on the floor of the bathroom flooded

Shower curtain covers naked leftovers drowned in a tub of beer

Wedding cake cut with butcher knives

Stuck out like a silhou-etted outline

Lit up like a firecracker

It's hard it's fucking hard to be on the wrong side of the grape

To be on

What do you know about a monsoon

Plastic forks and plastic people

Mr. polyurethane that's me - deeply disposable

Moralists - fuck 'em - don't stop me from sucking on the mothers vine - yeah

She's got a sweet behind

Pearl hearts and porcelain roses frame a picture of the bottle man

When we run out of papers we smoke from a can

I got my 1 a.m. and there ain't no place I can't go

So 'fess up-chicken

You 'ol sour shrimp cold duck green boy tinker toy I'm tellin' you

It's hard it's fucking hard to be on the wrong side of the grape

To Be On