The Stomach of the Earth
by Teen Suicide
From the album: It's the Big Joyous Celebration, Let's Stir the Honeypot
Duration: 4:33
Lyrics for The Stomach of the Earth
Will I rest my head in heaven Or will I sleep in the stomach of the earth? I'm not afraid of what might happen Getting dressed for work I'm crying through my haircut Deep in the stomach of the earth A quiet day, I show up drunk To the bank of America The viciousness of the glee club Was legendary The kind of thing you tell stories of For the next few centuries I watched the beauty Of the world condensed Tipping too much On a twenty dollar check