The Issue of Tissue (Spacecake)

Unblinking, unseeing, trapped in your being

The issue of tissue, but that's just not the issue

Strapped up and stinking, what were you thinking?

Led you where?

Who knew? Two?

Scarcely matters..

And if you go this will be the last time

Tell me what it's like to die

Cloven cliffs is on the lever

Locked away and lost forever

We came down and saw you, want to ball you

Pleasantly paralyzed, there's light enough for you eyes

To focus and chiefly, to say that you could be me

Trussed up to pray, take him away You, you, all because of you...

Blocks and blocks of mortal man Single coil means just what when

You're feeding on a million souls

We have come to take control

Blocks and blocks and yes you bet

We have come to make you wet

Feeding on a million souls

We have come to take control