Armageddon Man - Black Flag

Nowhere to go

No place to go

I’m real screwed up

My eyes are sore from smoking all that shit

No place to go

Bottomless heart, so big that everything just gets lost in there

And if it never comes out, that’s okay by me

And on other side, at the top there may light at the end of the tunnel

I just don’t think I’ll be the same

I’m just warning you

I’m warning you all

No crutches, no nothin'

I am going to live the end

Apocalypse man

What the hell else is there to do

I want a mission

Not a gig or a good time, I want a mission

Scrawny stiff legs and despair come walkin my way with an achy step

Shipwrecked souls, desolation paradise

Bountiful wonderland of lost souls staggering around arms out stretched looking

For something lonely hero man sitting on the crest of the apocalypse

And our boy says something like uh

Hey sir, I’m a man away from home, and my soul is out on loan

Could you throw us down a bone, so I wouldn’t be all alone

Cause I wanna see it all, and I wanna have it all, and I wanna see it fall

And I wanna take it all away

February 13th

Birthday new shirt around my neck

Shivers up and down my spine

The time is mine and I’m feelin fine

And I take this one thin dime

And I call my mom on the phone and say

Say something to warm her heart

Say uhh your boy done fucked up

Had a bit of hard luck, went down a wrong trail, messed with the wrong people

And just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind

Just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind

Jumped!

get stuck in the trunk, got stuck in the jungle

And their jokes and their votes and their wrong side looks, and all the notes

in the books

And all the wrong turns and all the bad burns

And he never learned to not get burned and he never learned

One more wrong turn led to another wrong turn

Dog people!

These people are for real, they watch television

They run in circles, they bark like dogs, they nip at my heels

They wanna put a collar around my neck, they want me to be like them

Well I just walk right past, right over 'em, right though 'em, right on top of

them

I crush their face 'cause it’s easy, 'cause they’re nothing.

'cause they’re

nothing

Little dogs, humping dogs, sticking that thing in any crack that passes by

Dirt falling in my mind, dirt gets stuck in my mouth, dirt gets stuck in my eyes

Seeing everything through dirt, all I see is dirt, all I know is dirt just

talking dirt

Talking dirt, Digging dirt, loving dirt, rolling in dirt

Dirt river, dirt slithers, dirt lovers, dirt undercover, dirt over color

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah

I’ve felt dirty before, but it never felt quite like this

I’ve seen dirt before but it never looked quite looked like this

I’ve talked dirt before but it never sounded quite like this

That’s not the way it is that’s just the way it is around here around these

parts

Ooo!

It took a long time to make a long rhyme

It took a long time to make a story short

It took a lotta lives and a lotta lies to make this story what it is

And stretch it into a disgusting distortion and proportion and detail

And you can retail that, and sell it to the market and see what you get

Bring back the proceeds and we’ll spend it on something of worth

Something that will save me, something that will get me out of here

There’s nothing I want more like out

There’s nothing I like to roll in like dirt look!

Ashamed of myself I’ve looked at myself I’ve hated myself

And if we could all just get together and hate a little we could hate one

another

Hate our sisters and brothers in the sea of disunity

Get my fill when the blood spills

Get my fill when the blood spills

Get my fill when the blood spills

I get my freeze with the chill spells

I get my thrills with the cheers feel

I get my thrills with the cheers feels

The glass breaks

Chills up and down my spine and I’m feeling fine

I was feeling fine, the time is mine

Spending time to time getting my beer and all the gulls wing inside my head

And alarms going on and off

All fucked up

All messed up…

Open my eyes, too much breathing

Too much of that fucking dirty air makes me talk shit makes me live shit

Makes me wanna kiss the ground, better than kissing you dirt girl,

in that dirt dress

What’s up that dirt dress what’s up that dirt dress ain’t nothing but a bunch a

trash

Ain’t nothing but a bunch a trash ain’t nothing but a bunch a trash

Ain’t nothing but a bunch a trash, but you seem to have me quite interested

Quite interested, I think I’ll walk your way, I think I’ll say your name

I think I’ll come over to your house

Eeeuw you got something for me you got something for me

I’m the man among men walking tall with a plan

You can send it around the world, you can hold it in your hand

You can bring it on home, I’m Armageddon man girl

Armageddon man girl, armageddon man girl

And I want the whole world I want the whole world I want the whole world

I wanna make this place a better place and send my shovel and face everywhere

A statue of my effigy

They erected a slum in my name

Henry Rollins memorial slum

Henry Rollins memorial pit

Got a grave with my name I gotta grave that always looks the same

Through the eyes of a fucking bug