Gutter Phenomenon

You got me right where you wanted me So what do we do if I can't hold the pose for too long? Do we sh-sh-sh-shoot again? Or does this whole operation shut down? And we go back to the board I practiced all my lines, oh yeah Feed every child in the world But it's a one night stand, baby And we gotta keep on If you got it all then you got it right I'm gonna do what you say and get way out of line Nobody gonna stop me now It's not how it looks unless you saw nothing We all agree this proposal's been sentenced to death Are we baiting the right hook to get your attention? The media needs another blackout We've been calling, flooding hotlines We've applied mascara to the radio But that's just a quick fix and we need a little more A little more Does it matter to you at all? Are you listening, or have you tuned out? We g-g-gotta, gotta get it together F-f-f-first we drink and we take it all apart 'Cause everywhere we go, we're the local boys And we're back in town But that's just the way it is And it breaks my heart We've applied mascara to the radio But that's just a quick fix and we need a little more A little more Does it matter to you at all? Are you listening, or have you tuned out? Get by Get gone Get high G-g-g-g-get wronged

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

Stutter step to the beat of a disparaged lover Dumb and pulsing we've become The bedroom door is an old black lung It's arrhythmic Uninviting and pliable With the noble irreverence of shrapnel she came for us Bore into our heads and found thoughtlessness Never minded the faithless courage of shame Or the bravery of oblivion When I'm on her mind, I'm never coming back If two timing is what it takes, then we'll both know One take is all we need, we're not equipped to stay unloved But it's all we've got and we're not at all alright Come on, baby, give me the creeps, yeah Give me the creeps Come on, give me the creeps, yeah Give me the creeps Either you or I or both must go Either you or I or both must go When I'm on her mind, I'm never coming back If two timing is what it takes, then we'll both know One take is all we need, we're not equipped to stay unloved But it's all we've got and we're not at all alright There's no difference between being holy and alone That's why I'm eagerly fleeing the scene Lead footed Baby, return the favor and leave somebody you love Well, if they come back they're drunk and they're lonely We all get lonely God forbid we indulge when at sea Just the tempest, the temptress and me Naturally bored thriller Nobody knows the trouble I've been Or the exacting improvement of sin I'm handing myself over I’m turning myself in War has no glory like a woman ignored So here's to the empires polluted with dead And the truckers' wives who erected them I know the stripper's real name I know the stripper's real name I know the stripper's real name I know the stripper's real name Stop me if I'm wrong

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

I was wrong Close one I am wrong I said it It was wrong, I mean it Did it stick? Come down from there Come down from there I know it's hard to swallow When your head is overturned Hey there, girls, I'm a cunt There was venom in the heart of the dagger They found a worm in your pearls saying prayers All is finally infested Unless we blossomed in the cankerous air Then only hell can help us I got off Just once, you were right I admit it We weren't soft, just better Do you flinch? Keep the radio dry Sorry you were all mine Sorry you were all mine Let the boys find your body Let love gnaw the meat from your bones Admit the arrows, suffer the hot flash We come together now All together now All together now All together now All together now

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

How you gonna get up If you ain't never been down? How you gonna move on If you ain't never got enough? Give the signal, advance the pill pushers Administer a change purse full of Thorazine Show this girl a little bar courtesy And keep her senses clear of the scene We've found a gentleman caller Who goes by the name she's been weeping for Turn her over Easy in and easy out We've nearly got this situation stable Just some winces to eradicate Take a deep breath Cut the blue wire Keep your fingers crossed and pray she's been detached She stirs and I'm emasculated Doctor, doctor Give her the blues She got herself a varsity letter by loving you Breach and clear The abandoned back seat of the Cadillac We've been alerted by the local authority That regret has been seen on the grounds Teasing the dogs, making the rounds There's a heart shaped bed in the honeymoon ward That circulates dust Twitches and vomits in fits like the damned Comforts none but the sloth Yet we pay by the hour for the bricklayers view Johnny, dream of your gun Johnny, dream of your gun Johnny, dream of your gun Johnny, dream of your gun Goddammit Commander, she's a hopeless case Note the time she arrived I didn't think we would lose another one to the sound There were too many fangs for us to tame Someone fetch her blue eyes From a restroom wall downtown She stirs, we underestimated Doctor, doctor Give her the news She caught herself a case of the wilds by loving you She caught a bad case of the wilds She got a bad case of the wilds She flatlines

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

Bedeck your gown in bricks There's leeches stealing across the stage Come hell or ocean water I won't end up without Applaud the gall of the black cloud Groping a drunken teenage vow As saline drips from her prom dress Damp hands are dessicated Wolf at the window of the second floor Who kidnaps your date with a new car We want the same thing Bad poetry and assaults at the bar Just try to stop me We are the only one in the world Prepare the ballroom Quicksand in front of the coat check Waltz with the scarecrow in the spotlight through the rye I was born a wanted man I'll die a sailor's wife God help me pick the lock to her room I have to make this right Scream the hounds to sleep for me I'm creeping around your head like a vine I'm creeping around your head like a vine Your spit The meat Of the rose Harvested by the dull Let fly The doves Unhook Their leather wings from the fog Put your foot and mouth together For the sweethearts of Vietnam Put your foot and mouth together For the sweethearts of Vietnam In a photo taken of us At the reception held at the jail Loverboy's breaking up Just on the right side of me I'll stop at nothing I am the siren that sings you home Is that clear? Is that clear? I'll stop at nothing I am the tooth in your jewelry box Is that clear? Is that clear? Let pry The crows Unhook Their crooked beaks from the clock Bolt the gate and head for the ivory tower Adoration is cutting the phone line to your heart Love is here I am the snarling and starry-eyed I am the snarling I am the snarling and starry-eyed I am the snarling We both want the same thing Better aim at the stranger in our yard Just try to stop me I am the blinding light of your life Prepare the body I've been better but thanks for asking Wait with the scarecrow for the spotlight in the rye I'll eat you alive I'll eat you alive The calm will come again The calm will come again I'll eat you alive I'll eat you alive The calm will come again

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

Baby You got me all wrong And maybe I'm not at all down and out I'm high and I'm in Don't you know who I am? I'm the jaded one with pop insensitivity And when I finish struggling We can make our way to the dance floor And stand like strangers In an elevator stuck between stories I always find myself in the middle of your stories With the camera as a witness I will suffer With the camera as a witness I will suffer If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right If everything I do is wrong, then by God, I do it right We don't dance no, no, no We got class No, we don't have any fun at all It's the new style and we know it We're not stunning, we're just stunned We're lying for a living We're lying for a living Don't you know who I am? I'm the real thing with low-key sensibilities I don't need what I've got Half as much as everyone covets it Well, if loving me is wrong, then goddamn, you do it right Well, if loving me is wrong, then goddamn, you do it right It turns us on to turn you down We're turned on to turn you down

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

We drew a crowd The crowd drew the blood Fawning swindlers There's a shark in the stream where the newborns are baptized There's a shark in the stream where the newborns are baptized Who let the flatterer Into the gallery On our sweet sixteen? Take him away Get him against the wall for the witness This is doom in a borrowed suit It's a pickup line at a funeral Cannibals alongside the catwalk But it's okay, we've got old blood And our veins are rooted to the hornets nest again New love is tasteless We're wearing down We're wearing down This is the year of the party crasher What is charm? Where are the heroics? What is harm to the perfumed wrists of the stoics? Designer impostors find us twitching in the claws of the snake A fin is circling around in the floor It appears we've lost our way Now the tide is swelling and we've fallen asleep on the shore Get inside Get inside Someone's yelling fire Someone's yelling fire Someone's yelling fire in the theater Oh, dear God, everybody stay calm Everybody stay calm Tell your husband that his scream invited it in The horsemen are crashing through the gates Crashing through the gates We had better learn to play dead Our hands are reeking of rapture It's dripping from our chins The tragedy of infant hearts But it's okay, we've got old blood And our hair is woven to the same hotel again New love is tasteless We're wearing down We're wearing down This is the year of the party crasher 'Cause it's you and me for the first time in history We're history 'Cause it's you and me for the first time in history We're history 'Cause it's you and me for the first time in history We're history

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

Pull the car over, you're frightening the kids Pull the car over, you're frightening the ki- What did you promise us About grinning in the rear view without your fake teeth in? Keep your glass eye Glued on the end of the highway up ahead of us The collision is always licking its lips You weren't supposed to open the door Just keep the plane from drifting off course We'll attend to the terrified first class Convinced there's a hoof print on the bow All hail the wounded heart contingent Who've given us something more than faultlessness to sing about Long live prosthetic live wires The faulty mechanism of hope has disintegrated Your captain nailed his feet To someone else's ship at the sight of me Your captain nailed his feet To someone else's ship at the sight of me Do what your mother tells you Do what your mother tells you Do what your mother tells you And put down the sheriff's horse Do what your mother tells you Do what your mother tells you Do what your mother tells you And put down the sheriff's horse The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly Singing "Hallelujah, the king is dead" The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly Singing "Hallelujah, the king is dead" The king is dead

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

This is a cause for celebration Here in the belly of the swarm The situation demands that we raise our glasses In honor of the spokesman we've fixated to the floor Give us your headlines, hymns and your saddest verse You're not partnered with the half hearted anymore Our legs are spread wide open Our weary heads are splitting at the seams and we all know You're proficient in the idioms of grief We are capable Of the kind of love About which only the petrified can speak Concede him the microphone Let him sing the triumphs of the frauds To all his loyal sycofanatics We all cater to the fire Once the walls come rushing down for shame I can say it better than you felt it I can be it bigger than you needed it I haven't lived a day of my life apart From the one everyone's read about And I'll spark de-evolution And I'll spark de-evolution I was specially bred for the cover page of your magazines And I've been fattened up for the guillotines Fattened up for the guillotines Sweet talker, you're goddamn right I'm a blessed lamb I can show you how to have a good time I know why you came here But neither of us will get what you want out of me This room has one too many laureates, so I'm keeping my peace Every candidate ends his life with a cliche And the paths of glory lead to nowhere but the grave I've been spoiled rotten Every thought I've authored has curdled Not everything is poetry but I can't convince you of that I've been drawn and quartered I've been twice picked over And it's sickening what you've come here today to celebrate Fuck yea, we're gonna party tonight Fuck yea! We're gonna party tonight I am capable of the kind of love About which only the intoxicated And the California bound can weep

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

Drifting on refuse Parade through the town square Waving to the families of the victim of the flood Straddling the front door of a Catholic orphanage I decorated it myself Thank you, you're too much Honestly, it was nothing We should all just thank God I'm alive We should all just thank God I'm alive Don't shout, I get a little confused sometimes I can't make out a word you're saying I've got a 21 gun salute playing over and over and over in my head Can't it wait? I'm on call to be somewhere Somewhere I'm not In case the cleaning lady has found my head Forgive my delay, lieutenant I'm the man the whole country requires Take your gun out of my mouth You are ruining my appetite Get your bear trap off of my neck I'm already running I'm running late Your distress is confounding The tightrope walkers Just so we're clear You're saying we're all lost? Maybe I'm wrong but weren't we just dancing? Oh, the way that we moved Had every marauder curious Sniffing at the trash in our shoes Sharpening knives on the grindstone watch gears I don't miss that much About anything you said After all, we've never met I'll get it right I'll get it right I'll get it right Stick my tongue down the throat of the moon

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026

The great American mischief has muted our hearts And our rhythms are met with the inharmonious grunts of electric guitars It's all but too much So nobody out there believes the obscene are reprieved Everybody, get fed up My baby better get high 'cause I've got something that I need to confess The dead men talking are longing For so much more than simply the obvious Cut us off We're suffering, hysterical Lighting the flare from the foot of her bed I've been begging you for less mercy than this But the only thing you need to know Is that you never wanted to know Take it off, take it back Or take cover 'cause we're nearing a nerve Death is wasted on the patient So make haste and head for the wake Now the hornets inhabit the hearts We've abandoned, we all are gone Cast aside our clothes like funeral roses And dance straight through the psalm I was right all along I'm dead in the water Don't come for me I was once alive in the desert's eyes on the day it wed the sea I drew a chalk outline of your city I hushed the sobs in your halls But we both know that it's killer Baby, he will outrun 'em all There is so much shame in how little we've gained for so long Now the sky is falling and you're just repeating everything I say And you're not listening close enough It's a catastrophe You have not been concentrating Pay attention, there will be an exam Build an ark Build an ark Come bring us back to the ruin Drifting out of our heads Taped off the sky above your city Dusted for prints on the chapel wall But we all know that it's killer Baby, I will outrun 'em all

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 25, 2026