Psycho Motel

Killing Time

Psycho Motel


In this place, we're killin' time 
Money talks, we tow the line 
Pump that mud into the sea 
Baby's born to pain and misery 

See that fire up in the sky 
Burning holes, skin to fry 
Keep them free from your disease 
If you ain't got the dollars, you can't be free 

I got a right to know 
Let the truth be known 
I got a right to know 

Save me from the killing time 
Save me, I'm not your kind 
Save me from the killing time 
Save me 

No more sun to light your sky 
No more souls for you to buy 
Money's gone, power too 
Judgement day comin' up on you 

I got a right to know 
Let the truth be known 
I got a right to know 

Save me from the killing time 
Save me, I'm not your kind 
Save me from the killing time 
Save me, I'm not your kind 
Save me