The Pixies | Lyrics | Dead

{If you think of nothin'
Think you gonna embarass your name}

You crazy baby Bathsheba, I wancha
You're suffocatin' you need, a good shed
I'm tired of livin', Sheba, so gimme
Dead

Dead

We're apin' rapin' tapin' catharsis
You get torn down and I get, erected
My blood is working but my, my heart is
Dead

Dead
Dead

Hey
Whaddyah know?
You're lovely
Tan belly
Is starting to grow

Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
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Dead
Dead
Dead