The Valium Restaurant lyrics

sweet blood of Jesus: it's sweet a mosquito could and probably would get the sugar blues from biting into the fucker but I'm immune 8 o'clock, 7 o'clock, 6 o'clock no matter what the hour there's always another one somewhere give us this day give up on this day all that's left is tufts of stuff totem of scrotum in Sioux City, Iowa (the afternoon is shit there) I'd rather stick a fork in my gums