Rims of Doom Songtext

von Just Jack

I hardly give a fuck about anything anymore,
As long as I've got my gals & my folks(?)
I don't care what went before
Now politics is obsolete
And the news just makes you cry
And when they ask me what my problem is
With no doubt I reply

We've lost our way
Now we're all slaves
To the currency that flutters by
And the jealousies we try to hide
And the singing on the glowing wound
And the spinning on the silvery rims of doom
And all the songs go

E-eee-e-eee...e-eee-e-eee...
All the songs go e-eee-e-eee...
E-eee-e-eee...e-eee-e-eee...
On and on and on and on

The younger man I used to be
I hardly recollect
Just a string of rusty souvenirs
All chained about my neck
Now history is meaningless
And on the news everybody dies
And when they ask me what my problem is
Well here's what I reply

We've lost our way
Now we're all slaves
To the currency that flutters by
And the jealousies we try to hide
And the singing on the glowing wound
And the spinning on the silvery rims of doom
And all the songs go

E-eee-e-eee...e-eee-e-eee...
All the songs go e-eee-e-eee...
E-eee-e-eee...e-eee-e-eee...
On and on and on and on

Distortion, Terror, Chaos, Death
Money, Cost, Gold, Why you're so sad...
Death, Death, Death, Death...

E-eee-e-eee...e-eee-e-eee...
E-eee-e-eee...e-eee-e-eee...
On and on and on and on