Everything Hurtz - Live

Come to me
 Come unto me
 All ye that labor
 You that are heavy laden
 'Cos everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 I've been pursuing the fuel too long
 Got a big fat pain in my chest bone
 Got an empty pocket book
 I got a big fat momma in my cheque-book
 And everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 I got the disease tinnitus
 I'm speakin' like I've got Tourrette's
 And everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 I'm born
 I'm born
 I'm dressed like a road beacon
 On my way to Valhalla breakfast
 And everything hurtz
 Can't you see the bitches by my side
 Followin' me through all my life
 And everything hurtz
 I was born
 I was born
 I was born
 Come to me all ye that labor and are heavy laden
 My head's dip dip dip dipping, man
 All my limbs are disconnected
 And everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 I've been pursuing the fuel too long
 Got a big fat pain in my chest bone
 And everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 Everything hurtz
 My head's dip dip dip dipping, man
 'Cos everything hurtz
 I got a big fat slug on my knee bone
 And the back of my, zipped up
 And everything hurtz
 And everything hurtz
 Everything hurtz