(Bryn Burrows/Bill Clift)
We're going to fat city
We're gonna hit town
We're going to fat city...fat city
Hard rain washed away
Sweet love like a bird of prey
Mixed emotions overgrown
Psychedelic to the bone
It's a fact that your back's
against the wall
When you show your face
But never get yourself caught
Between a rock and a hard place
Pump me up let me down
Beef and blood underground
Snap the whip crack the code
Paranoia overload
You got to get yourself a card
with an i.d.
For the human race
But never get yourself caught
Between a rock and a hard place
Break the ice on your knees
Poison pen spread disease
Rags and bones feed the bear
Shut your mouth i don't care