Hosannas From The Basements Of Hell (Radio Edit)

Go psycho!

I harbour thoughts of killing you
Pour petrol on you and then on me
But then I walk down the stairs
And Killing Joke waits for me there
Then we play, go psycho
Basement!
Basement!

With sticks and stones and bones beneath our homes
We face ourselves
Hosannas rising
From the basements of hell
Hell

Anger that poisons my heart
Eating your liver and heart
Like voodoo, just play until you bleed
Lost in the noise, I am free

I'm not a murderer yet
I'm not a murderer yet
I'm not a murderer yet
Basement!

With sticks and stones and bones beneath our homes
We face ourselves
Hosannas rising
From the basements of hell
Hell
Hell
Hell

I'm not a murderer yet