Triangle

Meanwhile kicking back on the couch with

The drug addicted weak minded people

Searching for the god through the t.v. screen

With the preacher jacking off in their face

It's love for him & it's pain for them

It makes me SICK!

All their pain poured into one

Arms reach out to catch for fun

Playing life savior with no fear

For he know his stacks will grow

Year after year after tear

Meanwhile packing up the letters about my world

I'm gonna rage I'm gonna make him lose

The underworld

Make him burn for what he did

He's SICK yeah he's SICK yeah...

Everytime he comes home to his pet snake

Named after him they take turns licking the

Floor

They take turns sucking each others'...ooh

He likes it

Every night he kisses his wife on the forehead

She lives down the street

She's got 32 rooms in her house

She's got 30 of them to paint her face

MEANWHILE.............!!

Well, welcome to the swirling pool

Red and white blood cells of it all

Diseased again by a man full of greed

For when will your journey end

Amongst the sliming green solution

You see it makes me..............

Sick...sick, sick, sick, sick

Yeah yeah

MEANWHILE..............!!

one day he'll get his just reward

Playing preacher to the weak bewildered

On day he'll crash upon him

I hope on day they will learn to WAKE UP!