Misery Machine
Man in the front got a sinister grin
Careen down highway 666
We wanna go, crush the slow
As the pitchfork bends the needles grow
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels
My blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema
To the abbey of thelema
Blood is pavement
The grill in the front is my sinister grin
The bugs in my teeth make me sick sick sick
The objects may be larger than
They appear in the mirror
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels
My blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema
To the abbey of thelema
Blood is pavement
When you ride you're ridden
When you ride, you're ridden
I am fueled by filth fury
Do what I will, I will hurry there, there
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels
My blood is pavement
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels
My blood is pavement
Fuck it
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels
My blood is pavement
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels
