God’s Bathroom Floor
Title | God’s Bathroom Floor |
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Artist | Atmosphere |
Album | Overcast! EP |
Release Date | 2003-01-01 |
Description | This song only appears in full-length on disc two of the Random Vol. 3/Sad Clown Bad Dub 7 mix CD, released in 2003. In it Slug battles with the divine inspiration to overcome heroin problems, ultimately losing out to substances Here’s a fan-made video that mixes footage from the film “Trainspotting” and God’s Bathroom Floor http://vimeo.com/18717821 |
Lyrics | [Intro] Head, pressure, senses, clutch Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life, veins Head, pressure, senses, clutched Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life [Chorus] From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins [Verse 1] It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your Dianetics Three for the reasoning, and four for those that try to get it Five for your love and six for the stress And seven for the day that I climbed into this mess [Chorus] From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch I made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins [Verse 2] I'm catching ulcers from the child-proof lighters And all of these fine-tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my sleep Thoughts got shifted since the high got a tad too deep Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back soon as I resume normal And get out of this bathroom And call management to seek some reimbursement For the nerve endings that burnt from the first hits [Chorus] From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins Head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins You might also like[Verse 3] So fuck needles, fuck smoke Fuck lines that make the sinus choke Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails Fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing Blind my insight and dull the common sense Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence Built a tolerance, now it's more that I consume And when it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison Unify the eulogy Autopsy pages read euthanasia, i.e. irony Well, here I be within a pool of my drool Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style I promise I'll smile And check the floor, God's got nice tile Tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild style And I'll smile And check the floor, God's got nice tile [Chorus] From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch Made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins From a head full of pressure wrest the senses that I clutch I made a date with divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck And I got touched by a hazy shade of God-help-me-change And caught a rush on the floor from the life in my veins [Outro] Head, pressure, senses, clutch Date, divinity, wouldn't, fuck Touched, hazy, God, change Rush, floor, life |