Wake up Philadelphia And let me hear ya sing The Orange and the Black The Orange and the Black Across the blue line we attack We are The Orange
from beyond the grave They feed upon your bones Agony, torture, eternal pain Festering boils drive you insane Rabid disease destroys mankind Festering boils
've got me 102 degress Boy the way you're touching me I'm past the boiling point Like a blazing fire Every move raising high Tonight I wanna touch the sky Take me past the boiling
I whisper "Doll do leave it out" I have a booze-up with me mates And I don't come home 'till late Me boiler and me Me boiler and me Me boiler and me
vat of putrid muck A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before Screaming in horror, for I now remember my fate I will be submerged in boiling
A man sits at his desk One year from retirement And he's up for review Not quite sure what to do Each passing year The workload grows I'm always wishing
Imagine..your father was naked and you had just fallen through the ceiling into a room full of soft-moist eyeballs. I can tell you, but my mind keeps
Looks like I'm 'a do everything myself Maybe I could use some help But hell, you want something done right You gotta do it yourself Maybe life is up
Old man sits at his desk One year from retirement And he's up for review He's not quite sure what to do Each passing year The workload grows I'm always
for corpse, the blues of the bat my histeric hymn, my dance macabre and wonderful charm of your big, burned head. War is over, fight is over but blood is boiling
reaching up to the dirty sky Like some kind of sick deadly joke Can't stop what hate started There's no cooling down I'm past the boiling point now
You have nothing that I want Nothing that I need And your bullshit trend lifestyle Is meaningless to me When confronted with your ignorance I swallow
Oh, potato, if you only knew I'm three years younger than you Oh, potato, if only you knew Boiled potato I had a hole in my heart And you landed on my
[Originally performed by Human League] Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Little people like your offspring Boiled alive for
Everything you try to do Always seems to turn to shit Every plan and stupid scheme Can't you just give up and quit Take it away Just take it away So
Okay, ready, let's do it Listen to the voice of Buddha Saying stop your sericulture Little people like your offspring Boiled alive for some God's stocking
