Mesopotamia, Mesopotamia You fucking give me the creeps You fucking give me the creeps I've never known another city to burn
Face down in the bottom of a river Swimming with the dead makes me want to shiver If you really wanna know, I'd rather just drown alone
Clay fingers reaching for the ceiling Once numb, now tingling with feeling You'll see in the end that nothing really gets away
And I'd give it all just to be with you
Mesopotamia, Mesopotamia You fucking give me the creeps You fucking give me the creeps I've never known another city to burn
You took back the mud from which you're made And threw it at me like a fucking grenade You keep cutting my throat, then you ask me if I'm feelin ok
This city is just like any other They keep blowing it up, then building up another If you look in the hole, you'll see it ain't going away
And I'd give it all away just to be with you
Mesopotamia, Mesopotamia You fucking give me the creeps You fucking give me the creeps I've never known another city to burn City to burn Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
