Atrophy

I've been waiting for a long time
To get even with that slime
I've been waiting in my death cell
'Til that bell starts to chime

And I've been boozing for a long time
To get drowned in this brine
Now my spittle even tastes
Like a sour, sour sweet wine

I was stronger than a mountain
They hollowed out my belly fulla holes
I flew higher than an eagle
But still they shot, shot me down

Tonight I'll drink
Tonight I'll drink
Tonight I'll drink to oblivion's spell
Spell
Spell
Spell

Come along rotten bugs
Come along my body's free
Come along slimy slugs
Come along my flesh's for free

Like a thief in the night
She stole into me
Come along stillness n' peace
Come along and hold me tied

Tonight
Tonight
Tonight I'll drink

Tonight
Tonight
Tonight I'll drink

Tonight
Tonight
Tonight I'll drink

Come along and hold me tight
Like you nurse a broken child
Like you nurse a beaten child
'Till that bell starts to chime
Chime

Step inside my atrocious cot
Come n' see oblivion's rot

Tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight) I'll drink

Tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight) I'll drink

Tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight)
Tonight (tonight) I'll drink

I'll drink tonight

No, no, no, no, no, no

(Tonight I'll drink)