Texty písní At the Drive-In

At the Drive-In

Governed by Contagions

Portrait of a family force fed through tunnel straws

Singing cannibal hymns of the bourgeoisie

There's a narc on every corner

Knock, knock, knock on every door

With a home made remedy to loosen every tongue

How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?

Brace yourself, my darling

Brace yourself, my love

Smuggled in their faith like an orbit in decay

Drools the cloying adulation of the piss ants

One shot for every snitch leads the needle to the stitch

It's a homemade remedy to loosen every tongue

How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?

Brace yourself, my darling

Brace yourself, my love

How many cries will the owners fake to save pathological truths?

Brace yourself, my darling

Brace yourself, my love

That's the way the guillotine claps

She's the one who's governed by contagions

That's the way the guillotine claps

She's the one who's governed by contagions

Life! Is not the answer

Cry! Will you assimilate love in the time of gilded crumbs?

Crawl! Until you weep with blood

Life! Is not the answer

Canaries in the coal mine dropping like flies

How many bites do you think it takes to get to the cyanide tooth?

Brace yourself, my darling

Brace your poleaxed love

That's the way the guillotine claps

She's the one who's governed by contagions

That's the way the guillotine claps

She's the one who's governed by contagions

Too many bodies shriveled up in their tributes

Too many bodies flayed with a grin

Brace yourself, my darling

Brace yourself for a flood

He's the man behind the dresser giving zodiac advice

He says there will come a day to delete everything

Brace yourself, my darling

Brace yourself for a flood

There's a woman eating her newborn under a tractor's frame

She says barren are the fields from the nephilim rain

Brace yourself, my darling

Brace yourself for a flood

That's the way the guillotine claps

He's the one who's governed by contagions

That's the way the guillotine claps

He's the one who's governed by contagions

Governed by contagions

Governed by contagions