笨小笨Genocide Matinee (其他)歌词由Fionn Regan演唱，出自专辑《The Shadow of an Empire》，下面是《Genocide Matinee (其他)》完整版歌词！
Genocide Matinee (其他)歌词完整版
Chop me down like a hollow tree
Walk me back into my infancy
Did the night porter tuck him in
With the butt end of a rolling pin
Was there a trap door in the welcome mat
Were there clouds in his worker’s hat
Drop me off in the slum district
With a bag of bones and straight jacket
Did an oven call to collect your head
Did a weed killer drink you dead
Is that Christopher Columbus in the projection room
They’re selling coupons
They’re handing out tokens
Now the curtains are shrieking
Take your seats for the genocide matinee
Throw you to the truncheon of authority
That treats you with no dignity
Did they seal your lips with a molten vice grips
Did they fasten your mind shut with rust-riddled zips
Strip me bare like the scapegoat
The primate prays the public vote
Did they wait for you like tripwires
Behind the veiled midnight choirs
Clutching carcass carts gurning on threadbare tyres
A bitter story leaps from the archives quagmires
Lamented in lectures like battery acid naked
Now the armrests turn to axes slamming on hinges
The front row is reserved for the lunatic fringes
Down at the genocide matinee
Driven into the doom-lit ditch
Where the highlighted index are branded snitch
Was there a fuse attached to the ignition
For signing that red petition
Did they boil the whole community
In the shackles of the partition
Tortured for information
They’ll demoralise you down at the station
Where all the filthy practices of the earth
Are inherent and born in the dirt
Now the credits are rolling
For those controlling
The bells that are tolling in the speakers
At the genocide matinee
