Lyrics of '4 Dix' by Lifter Puller

too many pills, they made a pilgrimage
from upstairs at the nice nice to the atm
katrina got a little bit religious again
she said "lord grant me twenty, lord grant me ten"
because i can get by with ten if i can get a little bit from my friends
walked into the bathroom and and found the 4 horsemen
wagering and arguing over which one gets to do you in

[war]
war courted you relentlessly
had so many parties they almost snorted you accidentally
swallowed hard into relative obscurity
[and pestilence]
pestilence presented us with a kickass pen and pencil set
it was excellent.
pitch a tent for pestilence, pitch a tent for pestilence

what happened on 15th and franklin depends on who's asking
we knew you were a dancer when we saw you at the city center
getting nice at the Nankin.

[famine]
famine is so glamorous
removed your ribs before cosmetic work was even scandalous
flirting with the journalists ensures at least a critics hit
famine, war, and pestilence were sucking off their cigarettes
death was just watching, getting off on all the coughing.
he said sex makes you smart but the drugs make you dumb
cued the record up to "comfortably numb"
licked his fingers, rolled them on the mirror and rubbed them on his gums

[death]
and death came in a bloody mess
with a left arm on the treble clef and the right arm on the crystal meth
seizured on the dance floor and slithered from her party dress.

the kids were so impressed with death
they did the VSS into "in love with jets"
[and whats left?]
the eyelids and the makeup kit
the mustache and the poker chips
4 dicks and the apocolypse.