A Place In The DirtLyrics
We are damned and we are dead
All God's children to be sent
To our perfect place in the sun
And in the dirt
There's a windshield in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scarred
And could you stop the meat from thinking
Before I swallow all of it
Could you, please?
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me
Dress me up and make me your dying God
Angels with needles
Poke through our eyes
And let the ugly light
World in
We were no longer blind
We were no longer blind
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me
Dress me up and make me your dying God
Now we hold the "ugly head"
The Mary-whore is at the bed
They've cast the shadow of our perfect death
In the sun and in the dirt
Writer(s): John Lowery, Brian Hugh Warner
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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A Place In The Dirt?
"A Place in the Dirt" is a mock of MM to every idol that surfaced in this society every now and then, while describing mostly the spiritual poorness of those who are in need for this idol to exist; It can perfectly be a indirect mock of MM to MM himself, as it is known that for many years in the 90's he has been just that object.
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