I tried to cross the road but all the cars where in the way/No could hear me yell out so I didn’t get a say/Public transport really sucks cause it loses money/So they spend it all on roads what a jolly good idea/Another grave is in the ground another car speeds by/The perfect murder weapon that good money can buy/Wake up open up the windows smell that morning air/Then double up in coughing fits that catch you unaware/You don't think it's very fair when I scratch your paintwork/Or get in front of you driving on your way to work/Consider yourself lucky I don't carry a gun/You get off on speeding vandalism’s my kind of fun/I’ve lost all patience its taking its toll its too much in this fucking hole/Be careful where you park at night my mallet and I hide out of sight
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I cannot praise this album enough. This album is absolutely terrifying! The many starts and stops creates this very h settling tension. Each start expands on the stopper idea previously. It’s like the music equivalent of walking through thick fog while passing out multiple times throughout trying to find a place to orientate yourself. There may or may not be something sinister in that fog, but you don’t want to stick around to find out. Bought the vinyl so I summon the fog demons through spe showhornwithteeth