Dead - Pixies

You crazy baby bathsheba, i wancha

You’re suffocating you need a good shed

I’m tired of living, shebe, so gimme

Dead

We’re apin’rapin’tapin’catharsis

You get torn down and get erected

My blood is working but my, my heart is Dead

Hey

Whaddyah know?

You’re lovely

Tan belly

Is starting to grow

Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper

Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper

Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper

Dead