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 want to 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 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 feelin ok



This city is just like any other

They keep blowing it up, then building up another

If you look in the hole, you'll see it ain't going away



And I'd give it all away 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