Chiropractic Adjustment by The 49th Parallel (Hardcore) Lyrics
Big soul, little time
Infinite space, a steady climb
Just as blind as my one good eye
Just as lit, but not as bright
The perfect pitch for the wrong price
My quintessential habit is your bitter vice
Regardless of the house fire
Play your goddamned heart out boy
Show them how and why something so dead can be so alive
Consider this a chiropractic adjustment for those without spines
Something to shake off the dust to
It’s going to hurt like hell, but hell is just fine
Give them the blues
They’ll give you the scratch
Let the record turn ‘til they gotta turn it back
All the little devils are getting drunk off of your misery
Infinite space, a steady climb
Just as blind as my one good eye
Just as lit, but not as bright
The perfect pitch for the wrong price
My quintessential habit is your bitter vice
Regardless of the house fire
Play your goddamned heart out boy
Show them how and why something so dead can be so alive
Consider this a chiropractic adjustment for those without spines
Something to shake off the dust to
It’s going to hurt like hell, but hell is just fine
Give them the blues
They’ll give you the scratch
Let the record turn ‘til they gotta turn it back
All the little devils are getting drunk off of your misery