I'm gonna go down to the flats See what's left to kill I'm so involved in plundering the backseat I didn't notice you rolling down your hill I'm gonna take a walk on the beach With the ninth army Last chance to kiss general pershing Before normandy I don't know why anyone would wanna come out and stare At your open grave Not much to see here today Not much unless you count your cold white face Smash it down in the street Along with the rest of your sick embrace I'm gonna see what's left of me When it's my turn to be laid to waste Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine Then i grabbed a drowning man I used him for a raft I took the rack he was stretched on And threw it overaft Last chance at in the trees Death from the air I'll kiss your black machine You'll know true despair I don't know why anyone would wanna come out and stare At your open grave Not much to see here today Not much unless you count your cold white face Smash it down in the street Along with the rest of your sick embrace I'm gonna see what's left of me When it suffices to be laid to waste Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine ? Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine ? Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine ? Because in time i'm gonna take what's mine So many whores and so little time