There's a blister on my sister from too many Grande Jete
And there's nothing I can do to make it go away
With bandages applied, she looks so undignified
It's a sad athlete who's got sore feet
Chorus:
Welcome to the club
Don't think this is easy street
We know how it feels
But when the lights go down, the curtain comes up
(3rd chorus add: The music swells and you feel the beat)
And the setting is complete.
It's bittersweet, when we've got sore feet
It's a crying change seize, it's how personality
Can change dramatically.
When they've got sore feet
It's the dance with pain, but they do it all they get
It's a love hate thing, when you're got (we've got)
Sore Feet
Chorus
Look at these worn and tired shoes
They've been good to you
They have a selfcount let us pay our dues
They knew just what to do
They had to fit just right
Not too loose and not too tight
They gave it all
It came through for you
Strap your ankles 'til your toes turn blue

There's a blister on my sister from too many Grande Jete
And there's nothing I can do to make it go away
With bandages applied, she looks so undignified
It's a sad athlete who's got sore feet
Chorus:
Welcome to the club
Don't think this is easy street
We know how it feels
But when the lights go down, the curtain comes up
(3rd chorus add: The music swells and you feel the beat)
And the setting is complete.
It's bittersweet, when we've got sore feet
It's a crying change seize, it's how personality
Can change dramatically.
When they've got sore feet
It's the dance with pain, but they do it all they get
It's a love hate thing, when you're got (we've got)
Sore Feet
Chorus
Look at these worn and tired shoes
They've been good to you
They have a selfcount let us pay our dues
They knew just what to do
They had to fit just right
Not too loose and not too tight
They gave it all
It came through for you
Strap your ankles 'til your toes turn blue
Chorus

Fall o'poor wire dancer of life
Fall for entertainment.
Our ego is mesmerized by a malicious smile
Applause for the dying,
Survival is a disappointment...
Disappointment
[Chorus:]
I am the filth in angelform
Pregnant to the incompetent ideal of a citizen.
Ovums ruined by the seeds of the serpent
Stomach replaced by mother's womb.
Born for constant blasphemy
I am waiting for you in the purifying fire (Aesch Mezareph)
When Baalzephon looks at me through a mirror
Fail in my arms I won't catch you but I'll lie down next to you
To observe the reflections.
Like a parasite I am exquisite to eliminate souls.
Your interior - wretched by my cunning coctails
Irrelevant nihilist.
Depravity is my only goal
So enter in my envenomed paradise,
(just one taste of me and) you shall fail
I am purified