Gary the snail
He's really cool...

It's an old tradition
The working class religion...

Laughing at you while you bleed
You make it so easy...

So why do you pour it out
No one is making any sense...

With every drink i die
with every swallow i cry...

As the pain subsides, and I see a new light
My visions in my mind, dreams in the night...

So the pain draws to an end
The hate is heaven sent...

I'm alone and lost
Have I paid my cost...

Watching sun
Think all the fun...

I would cry
But my emotions...

I don't want to lose my faith
But this is a never ending race...

Well my inspirations are killed by censorship
I better watch what I say...