Mesopotamia, Mesopotamia You fucking give me the creeps You fucking give me the creeps I've never known another city to burn Face down in the bottom of a river Swimming with the dead makes me wanna shiver If you really wanna know I'd rather just drown alone Clay fingers reaching for the ceiling Once numb, now tingling with feeling You'll see in the end that nothing really gets away And I'd give it all up Just to be with you Mesopotamia, Mesopotamia You fucking give me the creeps You fucking give me the creeps I've never known another city to burn You took back the mud from which you're made And threw it at me like a fucking grenade You keep cutting my throat, then you ask me if I'm feeling okay This city is just like any other They just keep blowing it up And building up another If you you look in the hole You'll see it ain't going away Not give it all up Just to be with you Mesopotamia, Mesopotamia You fucking give me the creeps You fucking give me the creeps I've never known another city to burn City to burn