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The Chase

Pretty Hate Machine, 1993

I'd rather be an artist than a god.

Well we're all in the minority,
So why chase immortality?
Don't ask the questions.
He knows your thoughts.
Talk to the preacher,
He's a real bitchin' guy.
And when I get there
I only hope that
If I hit him in his face he'll fucking die.

I hope when I get rich I never cry,
The numbers on my license plate.
Don't ask for hand-outs.
Got get a job.
All you gotta do is work freaking work.
Making money,
What is it worth?
Cause when you die they're going to put you in the dirt.
Put you in the muther fucking dirt.