Ten Ground and Down - Pigface

I have your see-eye have here is my hand

As blue and cold as?

Go for a pound

Ten ground and down

When the morning after coughs a crippled mile

Curse the morning after, Tuesday’s child

Wake into the hard song, gold in my hand

Engage report pending, promised land

Here is my heart on hand, sharp as a blade

One down, I say two

I close?

Go for a pound

Ten ground and down

Careful when your skin returns to dirt and gold

Foreign bastards, dress the centerfold

Million drool and madness, seem to start the race

Tuesday’s child removes her guilty face

I’m not going to take this shit anymore

I won’t have it in my house

You see, I’ve seen it all before

Ten down and hundreds more

Crimes remain credentials, dirt remains sublime

Silence and sedation undermined

Fake the bastard’s outcry, nail it to his chest

Bone and skin descending, burns the best

I’m not gonna have this anymore

You see I’ve heard it all before

I won’t be beaten to the ground

Ten down and then ten more