Sebastian's Filthy Goo — The Mold lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "The Mold" by Sebastian's Filthy Goo.
Lyrics
Where is the weak, where is the strong?
Where is the clown, the drunk and the bold?
Taken by the plague, burned in a mine
Died in a prison, died in a fight
Asleep beside the mill
Asleep on the hill
Where is the noble, the simple soul
Where is the loud, the happy, the proud
Broken by his pride, betrayed by love
Died in a brothel, died in the cradle
Asleep beside the mill
Asleep on the hill
Sit on a top with a lollipop
And listen to bop and spit in a cup
Use a mopstick, use lipstick
Get a kick and feel seasick
Use a beam to make me scream
It’s not what it seems, it’s not what it seems
Eat me alive, make me smile
It takes a while to travel a mile
Just let go, don’t move slow
Kiss her toe to make her blow
Use a gun to shoot the sun
Use everyone and nothing gets done
See the light and make it right
No one in sight, your jeans are tight
We could dally, we could dilly
To the valley, to feel silly
Where is the old busker Jones
Who played with his life for ninety years
He walked naked through the freezing snow
At the pub the wild life, he forgot his wife
Asleep beside the mill
Asleep on the hill