Love/hate - Wrong Side Of The Grape Lyrics

You wanna see the psycho in your veins
you wanna see the madman
the time has come to make a run
the sun has risen
Don't try to stop me from chasin' the gasoline -
i get mean man
sometimes there's urges undeniable physical sensations
orale 'ese you gotta believe
It's hard it's f*cking hard to be on the wrong side of the grape
to be on
i suppose i should care that i'm brain dead
i suppose i need to think for myself - colors in a car
Out of control the killing machine grows on a vine
glass on the floor of the bathroom flooded
shower curtain covers naked leftovers drowned in a tub of beer
wedding cake cut with butcher knives
stuck out like a silhou-etted outline
lit up like a firecracker
It's hard it's f*cking hard to be on the wrong side of the grape
to be on
What do you know about a monsoon
plastic forks and plastic people
mr. polyurethane that's me - deeply disposable
Moralists - f*ck 'em - don't stop me from sucking on the mothers vine - yeah
she's got a sweet behind
pearl hearts and porcelain roses frame a picture of the bottle man
when we run out of papers we smoke from a can
i got my 1 a.m. and there ain't no place i can't go
so 'fess up-chicken
you 'ol sour shrimp cold duck green boy tinker toy i'm tellin' you
It's hard it's f*cking hard to be on the wrong side of the grape
to be on