Unease and Deviance Songtext
von Johnny Dowd

Twisted terror, vicious pleasures
Monstrous and naive
Radioactive bile
Children and sword swallowers
Radioactive bile
Deform the mask, unease and deviance
Deform the mask, unease and deviance
The fun unpacked with plates which could be danced
Execute American folklore

Bed, bowl, chair, your underwear
Left behind to remind me
To lock the windows and the doors
What is it I′m living for?
Blues mutated, waving the stick
Abrasive soul grinders
Radioactive bile


Ratios that kill
Radioactive bile
Deform the mask, unease and deviance
Deform the mask, unease and deviance
The fun unpacked with plates which could be danced
Execute American folklore

The fun unpacked with plates which could be danced
Execute American folklore

There is nothing for me here
There was nothing for me there
Underwear is memory
Left behind in the bathroom
Seven minus four
Equals three plus one
Equals four
Who am I? Why am I?
Who am I? Why am I?