Eugene Gant Lyrics & Chords By Henry Rollins

I poured salt on a large slug. I watched how the slug writhed and squirmed. It tried to escape me and my burning salt. The slug made no sound. But I'm sure if I were turned...read more

its 3:29 AM I look out my window at the hot crowded street above I notice i feel cold and alone used up like an old bottle no deposit, no return people live and die in these...read more

The interruption went Small snag in life Pothole in the road It's only a detour A minor deterrent That can't unload My examination Parts a to b There is no cause ...read more

The wind blows, the baby cries People die, their deaths are untold Land is desolate, nothing here grows People living, for the sight of a food bowl Trapped in an existence,...read more