Trash by Chris Connelly Lyrics

Quote from the song “Trash” by Chris Connelly

We start from within the confines of a room and it's raining
The walls are warping, the electric shorting
Is it raining in compassion or despair?
Where do we go to for shelter?
And should we use eachother?
The people are coming down fast in extremes
They're cursing out loud in the streets
Men, Women, Children, and Shattered-faced Creeps
Where do we go to for truth?
And, like the walls, the truth begins to warp
What vision is left?
Who cares? We'll be gone this time tomorrow
Gone? Gone where? I thought we all decided to stick around
And become martyrs
Martyrs? Martyrs for what? Diseases don't discriminate
They have no feelings. Diseases don't write history books
And if they could, who'd read them anyway?
If you want to become a martyr, just bury yourself in the soil
To your neck and if the poison doesn't take you first, either
Me or the worms will
You can build or burn as many effigies as you want to
But it won't stop your cities from falling down around you
This was never a cold war to begin with
This isn't nature, this is beyond nature, the violation
And ultimately, the murder of nature
To make room for something greater
Nature has outlived it's usefulness here
Let's just call it fair exchange, the old for the new
Destroying to rebuild
In an uncontrolled self-perpetuating experiment, your blood
Will be replaced with toxins, corpuscle for corpuscle
We wanted something new and more satisfying to persecute
We got so tired of the Jews, the Blacks, the Gays, and the
Christians
Locate, Subvert, and Terminate, with extreme prejudice
The only scientifically pertinent exclamation mark in history
Decay is a beautiful thing, because it is the antithesis of nature
We'll tear down your rainforests and build ghettos and crack
Projects and you can't say a damn thing about it
Fuck you, you started it
Decay is a beautiful thing, because it is so contagious and
Incurable. The unholy stench of infinite and unmarked graves
Breeding, spitting at eachother, and breeding again
Fuck you, you started it
Throughout history, a vendetta cannot go on indefinitely
A) either a line is drawn B) or it burns itself out into
Nothing
It's not even a gamble or a risk, it has been embraced with open
Arms, embraced with your own moronic gap-toothed grins
Forget you ever tried to do right, it's just fuck up after
Fuck up after fuck up
The Bible was a good scapegoat, an excellent diversion, but
A sugar-coated bullet none the less
Diseases don't believe in God
Fuck you, you started it
-Chris Connelly

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We start from within the confines of a room and it's raining
The walls are warping, the electric shorting
Is it raining in compassion or despair?
Where do we go to for shelter?
And should we use eachother?
The people are coming down fast in extremes
They're cursing out loud in the streets
Men, Women, Children, and Shattered-faced Creeps
Where do we go to for truth?
And, like the walls, the truth begins to warp
What vision is left?
Who cares? We'll be gone this time tomorrow
Gone? Gone where? I thought we all decided to stick around
And become martyrs
Martyrs? Martyrs for what? Diseases don't discriminate
They have no feelings. Diseases don't write history books
And if they could, who'd read them anyway?
If you want to become a martyr, just bury yourself in the soil
To your neck and if the poison doesn't take you first, either
Me or the worms will
You can build or burn as many effigies as you want to
But it won't stop your cities from falling down around you
This was never a cold war to begin with
This isn't nature, this is beyond nature, the violation
And ultimately, the murder of nature
To make room for something greater
Nature has outlived it's usefulness here
Let's just call it fair exchange, the old for the new
Destroying to rebuild
In an uncontrolled self-perpetuating experiment, your blood
Will be replaced with toxins, corpuscle for corpuscle
We wanted something new and more satisfying to persecute
We got so tired of the Jews, the Blacks, the Gays, and the
Christians
Locate, Subvert, and Terminate, with extreme prejudice
The only scientifically pertinent exclamation mark in history
Decay is a beautiful thing, because it is the antithesis of nature
We'll tear down your rainforests and build ghettos and crack
Projects and you can't say a damn thing about it
Fuck you, you started it
Decay is a beautiful thing, because it is so contagious and
Incurable. The unholy stench of infinite and unmarked graves
Breeding, spitting at eachother, and breeding again
Fuck you, you started it
Throughout history, a vendetta cannot go on indefinitely
A) either a line is drawn B) or it burns itself out into
Nothing
It's not even a gamble or a risk, it has been embraced with open
Arms, embraced with your own moronic gap-toothed grins
Forget you ever tried to do right, it's just fuck up after
Fuck up after fuck up
The Bible was a good scapegoat, an excellent diversion, but
A sugar-coated bullet none the less
Diseases don't believe in God
Fuck you, you started it
-Chris Connelly