Letra de Dead (Live from Brixton Academy, London. June 5th, 2004)
I can't think of nothing I'd like to do a nursery rhymeYou crazy babe, Bathsheba, I want cha' You're suffocating, you need a good shed I'm tired of living, Shebe, so gimmeDead DeadWe're apin', rapin', tapin', catharsis You get torn down and I get erected My blood is working, but my, my heart isDead Dead DeadHey, what do you know? Your lovely tan belly is starting to growUriah hit the crapper, the crapper Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper Uriah hit the crapper, the crapperDead DeadDead, dead, dead