歌词
Take, take, take my face to your grave
Dig, dig, dig yourself into it
Check, check into this cheap motel
Take, take, take ourselves back into hell
Lead me next to me
No time for talking
No space for thinking straight
Spit it out
Kick, kick yourself hard
Clap, clap, clap your hands loud
Kick, kick, kick yourself hard
Keep beating 'til there's blood
Guilt made it's way back and you're sorry
You're dead on the ground
You're dead on the ground
You're dead on the ground
You're dead
You take, take, take my face to your
Check, check into this cheap motel
![Live at Wers Studios, Emerson College, Fm Broadcast, Boston Ma, 18th January 1987 (Remastered) [Live]](https://lastfm.freetls.fastly.net/i/u/300x300/c6f59c1e5e7240a4c0d427abd71f3dbb.jpg)
