Текст песни The Crime Of The Century

Yuppiecide disposing of the bodies difficulty -the
evidence impossible ripe for a coffin The dolled up
figurine Impossible to hide the secret from the world
dirty blood Death's blood on head nationless annihilation
and the Christman's religion?
Suffer now for the paradise that is to come Chosen
Aryan myth birthed and perished in Poland Polish pope
Popeish Anti-Semite ripe for a coffin Venice stinks
cos Venice invented the ghetto Africa 150,
000 years ago modern-looking man Homo erectus Peking
man Java man Archaic Homo sapiens Neanderthal unchanged
Strong brow-ridge cave man cranium prognathism Variations
of modern People in classical morphological interbreeding
Bad blood Neanderthals unchanged Mummified mitochondrial
DNA Organelles, cytoplasm egg conceptus sequencing
Vietnam man skullhole Origins unknown out of Africa
skin change psychesame fresh prejudice Collapsing cosmoses
dreaming of adrenalin deathrush cosmology Early earth
atmosphere ancient death atmosphere happenstance Beyond
the magma smegma skywomb microfossils strimatolites
on rocky Coasts antrotrophs heterotrophs consuming
the products and degradation of the higher levels SlimeRudimentary Peni - The Crime Of The Century - http://ru.motolyrics.com/rudimentary-peni/the-crime-of-the-century-lyrics.html
on rocks Probing the microbes Little Lord Fauntleroy
and Lord Foppington were in the bath Press darkly there's
pitch and toss. Heavy swell thro' the eyes of a storm
secret motions and agitations of the oceans we loll.
How does your conscience smell five miles downwind
of a slaver The mist rolls back a stick of bombs fall
a seismograph depicts the siren's call as we cover
our ears flaying of satyrs by firelight Soon,
not late many moons well I know struck the horses Head
the aristocratic state of the Eighteenth century had
reached an advanced form decomposition enfeebled and
effete inarticulateness Pilasters niches multicoloured
tiles lord whore farted Discolouring the fillings in
your teeth that the archeologists unearthed bleak corrective
furnishing self with solemn grandeur Statuary marvelous
intoxicating to the fancy sick and sad Send her to
Bedlam obnoxious to strangers a loud din of voices
among the multitudes the strongest emotions I have
ever known It is a great vexation for me to stop me
vitals playing the giddy Goat out of season perquisite
lichen the age of tombs foolishfashion Yonder issue
to the top 'tis a pity the design was not conducted by a better judgement