Life Kills by TISM Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Who cares about the lives we could save
When we give birth astride a grave?
Being healthy, it's carcinogenic
And life's a game show called It's Epidemic
[Verse 2]
Why aren't crocodiles vegetarian?
How come Atilla wasn't a honey?
Why didn't Hitler stay a librarian?
Why don't people find rock bands funny?
[Chorus]
Life kills, life kills
Life's a sentence, read all about it
[Verse 3]
Who invented the business man?
Who told bankers the meaning of loans?
Who gave us writer, rock critic and fan?
Who told teenagers they've got a mind of their own?
[Verse 4]
I'm going down to the Waterside Worker's Hotel
I'll wear women's clothing and I'll yell
Here's a broken bottle, boy, send me to hell
If life is my alternative I might as well
[Chorus]
Life kills, life kills
Life's a sentence, read all about it
Life kills, life kills
Life's a sentence, read all about it
[Verse 5]
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
You die at the moment the sperm hits the ovum
You're dying as a foetus breathing through gills
You're dying at birth, there ain't no supposing
You die in your life and even Blind Freddy
Knows your children will die to a perspective
Your parents will die, if they're not dead already
Life's just death from nature's perspective
You're trapped in your life from the very first moment
By your mother and father who must've been mad
When they decided to add to their own torment
By having a child like their own Mum and Dads
Mum and Dads, Mum and Dads, Mum and Dads, Mum and Dads
Philip Larkin described it in a poem, I cried
Families, he said, in Home Is So Sad
"Are a joyous shot at how things ought to be fallen wide"
[Diatribe]
It stays with you forever, you never lose it
Your family has got you in a grip like vice!
It's entrapment, so effective, you always choose it
Put an ad in the paper, "Lost Paradise"
You're always a daughter or always a son
Even when mother's a loser and Dad wants to bolt
Do what you like, you can hide, you can't run
If your parents are split up, it's probably your fault!
Guilt clings to you like the shit in a nappy
Don't listen to what the counsellors say
Without you, your parents may just have been happy
It's war you're not escaping, you're running away
Be a lawyer, be a doctor, you're still putrid
It's still true that your parents are rooted
There's divorce in the air (at least, it's mooted)
If they took my advice they'd both get neutered
It's the same in all homes be it penthouse or pavement
Every house is so economically run
Your parents give credit and you give repayment
You want asylum? Instead, you end up in one
There's no such thing as forgiveness, forget absolution
Your life will be frittered away with worries and bills
And your crowning achievement? Reproducin'
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
You're gonna have children, you know as you fuck
You and your wife just don't know how many
Part of me sort of wishes you luck
'Cause I love children, that's why I'm not having any
And your family will fail and your life will be torture
And your wife'll turn ugly and your children be dills
'Cause you haven't forgotten the lessons Mum and Dad taught you
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
I can see you with cancer both in and around you
The internal expression of external ills
I can see you dying with your family around you
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
I can see you look petulantly around you
At all the things you've never had
I can see the paramedics pound you
As you die a child just like your Dad!
Then your body is all that's left of what's been you
The chest stops jerking and...
[continues in "Pus of the Dead"]
Who cares about the lives we could save
When we give birth astride a grave?
Being healthy, it's carcinogenic
And life's a game show called It's Epidemic
[Verse 2]
Why aren't crocodiles vegetarian?
How come Atilla wasn't a honey?
Why didn't Hitler stay a librarian?
Why don't people find rock bands funny?
[Chorus]
Life kills, life kills
Life's a sentence, read all about it
[Verse 3]
Who invented the business man?
Who told bankers the meaning of loans?
Who gave us writer, rock critic and fan?
Who told teenagers they've got a mind of their own?
[Verse 4]
I'm going down to the Waterside Worker's Hotel
I'll wear women's clothing and I'll yell
Here's a broken bottle, boy, send me to hell
If life is my alternative I might as well
[Chorus]
Life kills, life kills
Life's a sentence, read all about it
Life kills, life kills
Life's a sentence, read all about it
[Verse 5]
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
You die at the moment the sperm hits the ovum
You're dying as a foetus breathing through gills
You're dying at birth, there ain't no supposing
You die in your life and even Blind Freddy
Knows your children will die to a perspective
Your parents will die, if they're not dead already
Life's just death from nature's perspective
You're trapped in your life from the very first moment
By your mother and father who must've been mad
When they decided to add to their own torment
By having a child like their own Mum and Dads
Mum and Dads, Mum and Dads, Mum and Dads, Mum and Dads
Philip Larkin described it in a poem, I cried
Families, he said, in Home Is So Sad
"Are a joyous shot at how things ought to be fallen wide"
[Diatribe]
It stays with you forever, you never lose it
Your family has got you in a grip like vice!
It's entrapment, so effective, you always choose it
Put an ad in the paper, "Lost Paradise"
You're always a daughter or always a son
Even when mother's a loser and Dad wants to bolt
Do what you like, you can hide, you can't run
If your parents are split up, it's probably your fault!
Guilt clings to you like the shit in a nappy
Don't listen to what the counsellors say
Without you, your parents may just have been happy
It's war you're not escaping, you're running away
Be a lawyer, be a doctor, you're still putrid
It's still true that your parents are rooted
There's divorce in the air (at least, it's mooted)
If they took my advice they'd both get neutered
It's the same in all homes be it penthouse or pavement
Every house is so economically run
Your parents give credit and you give repayment
You want asylum? Instead, you end up in one
There's no such thing as forgiveness, forget absolution
Your life will be frittered away with worries and bills
And your crowning achievement? Reproducin'
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
You're gonna have children, you know as you fuck
You and your wife just don't know how many
Part of me sort of wishes you luck
'Cause I love children, that's why I'm not having any
And your family will fail and your life will be torture
And your wife'll turn ugly and your children be dills
'Cause you haven't forgotten the lessons Mum and Dad taught you
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
I can see you with cancer both in and around you
The internal expression of external ills
I can see you dying with your family around you
I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying, life kills
I can see you look petulantly around you
At all the things you've never had
I can see the paramedics pound you
As you die a child just like your Dad!
Then your body is all that's left of what's been you
The chest stops jerking and...
[continues in "Pus of the Dead"]