Elevator by Towards Lyrics

Urinate on the disabled
Mock them as they drown
Fondle yourself to death
In your silent, private disco

Revel in the accolades
Be knighted, canonised
Your head high in the heavens
The mortal coil your keep

Defecate on the disabled
Mock them as they choke
Fondle yourself to death
Others, they will follow

I am there, I witness
Their struggle is a thrill
It's not about me anyway
I don't know any of the dead

Endless days of ever more
A measure of remorse
Keep dosed up with regret
In awe of the paragon of us
The paragon of us
Purge on the disabled
Mock them as they plead
Fondle yourself to death
In a paradise on Earth

There now, partake
A measure of remorse
Come now, come now
Up and shoot up

Right here in these fields
With all the sunshine
All the music
All the laughter
All the flowers
Overjoyed, overwraught
Shoot up into the sky