Six Six Sixties
by Throbbing Gristle
From the album: 20 Jazz Funk Greats
Duration: 2:05
Lyrics for Six Six Sixties
I am one of the injured, a tear blurs flesh Dissolving like an injured dog Like wasted limbs get smaller Pain is the stimulus of pain But then, of course, nothing is cured This is the world now Move a fin and the world turns Sit in a chair and pictures change Try to eat us, get trapped Or injured Just