Hava's Lament Lyrics

I want to see the world through eyes of misfit girls
Our skirts were clattered with cigarette burns
Our mommies tortured us with rotten tourniquets
A needle in a haystack, boy, we've got the life!

Rasputin had a dream of mixing sin with mead
Arsenic wine and poison cakes won't kill them off!
I guess God had enough, he called Rasputin's bluff
Threw him down under the ice to think a bit

I want you to notice we dug our own graves
For the good of mankind our souls be saved

I want experience with living on the streets A puddle bed, a box of holes will do
Come on, scrape me up, let's go out, let's get drunk!
Grab my hair and toss me in the liquor store

A faithful pestilence, a dysentery residence
A place where I can call home sweet home
Our future looks quite bleak, even the rats at our feet are weak!
And all I want to do is sing this tune

I want you to notice we dug our own graves
For the good of mankind our souls be saved
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la!

Hey! Hey!

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