Songtext von Disbelief Suspension

Going downtown in the wrong direction I'm a five-alarm fire Not a fire engine You wanna ride? You wanna take a ride? You wanna ride? You wanna take a ride? Down is up My disbelief suspension Is gonna run a blade through the third dimension You wanna ride? You wanna take a ride? You wanna ride? You wanna take a ride? To take a piece You got to get inside of it You come up lame You only get a part of it Who's to blame If you roll around inside the dirt Taste the shame And cut yourself until it hurts Until it hurts Drip, drip, dripping acid out of the dropper Going to fly to the sun in a helicopter You wanna ride? You wanna take a ride? You wanna ride? You wanna take a ride? To take a piece You got to get inside of it You come up lame You only get a part of it Who's to blame If you roll around inside the dirt Taste the shame And cut yourself until it hurts Until it hurts Going downtown in the wrong direction I'm a five-alarm fire, not a fire engine To take a piece You got to get inside of it You come up lame You only get a part of it Who's to blame If you roll around inside the dirt Taste the shame And cut yourself until it hurts Until it hurts