Crumbs — текст песни (Ministry)

You`re down there shooting blanks from broken guns
You fire all day long and still not hit a fucking one
Don`t wanna know what some sick sniper fuck considers fun
Prob`ly throw a party, served melted ice cream over crumbs

Just crumbs
Just crumbs

You prob`ly lick more ass than anyone
I guess you like the taste of shit on your tongue
No matter what you order the same thing will come
A plate of refried shit just covered in crumbs

Just crumbs
Just crumbs

I never had a life.I don`t even know what life is.
Have you? Have you? Have you?
I have what you`d call a life.
Everday of my life.
I have what you`d call a life.