House of Bad Taste

Everyone is a cop
Everyone's a cop
Everyone is a cop
Everyone's a cop
Joy is coming not to you, but joy is coming
Flies are buzzing and your food they follow the money

I still fuck just not with you
I still fuck just not with you
Take up your rope follow the dark
To its awful source
That's in front of the mirror not a spark

Everyone is a witch
Everyone's a witch
Everyone is a witch
Everyone's a witch

Love is coming not to you but love is coming
And you will look stunning in the headlights
A real something, somethin'

I still have hope just not for you
I still have hope just not for you
There is no right way when the flood hits the gates
Maybe then you'll pray
SOS, SOS
I saw the rise and fall of a super predator
I felt the death of his super prey
I heard the kingdom's coming
I heard the kingdom's coming I heard the kingdom's coming
As it's pulling away
There is no good faith in the house of bad taste every love is a game
There is no more cocaine, it's all gone up in flames, who can we blame?
SOS, SOS