Slumming from Swell by Taiwan Typhoon

Been too long since a strong dose of slumming.
Many moons in cocoon
just waiting for a taste
to be born again.
City lights burning white
yeah, they're calling
with a wink
like a siren selling pussy in a window in Amsterdam.
Buy me drinks
something cheap, something plastic
Ah, the thrill of the swill
holy on the bottom shelf.
Take me to the trap door
the killing floor
where the poor devour the poor
oh, that's where it is.
To the worst part of town, sir,
and quickly
to my goddess with the coked out look in her eyes.
Yeah, I'm back where I belong
I'm on the scene again so
Yeah, man, pick up when you see me call.
And have my bail money ready.
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, motherfucker.
Whats it take take to get
a lobotomy in this place for fuck's sake.
Break the legs and this tin man will topple.
Kill the head, burn the rest
let's forget this ever was.
Take me to the end of the road.
To the boat
headed to the floor of the moat
at the castle's gate.
To the worst toilet in all of Hades.
To the place where nobody wants to know your name.
Yeah, I'm back where I belong
I'm on the scene again so
Yeah, man, pick up when you see me call.
And have my bail money ready.
A burning building
with ceilings caving in
and families smoldering
will be my bed tonight.

• Rock
• punk
• rock
• surf
• surf punk
• surf rock
• swell
• taiwan typhoon
• Cambridge