Styx from Down by Keptin

I went down to the rivers edge
to bribe some mermaids to take me to the other side,

But they said only the dead may pass,
and I must try the ferry man.

But his charge is more than what I can afford,
I'm so poor, I got holes in my socks.

My socks are holy, my socks are holy,
my socks are holier than god.

So I wander down the way
and I try to swim across.

But the harpies drag me down, t
he harpies drag me down,
the harpies drag me, drown.

The waves came crashing,
I saw the mermaid weeping,
I heard the bitches bleeding.

The harpies drag me down,
I drowned the mermaids.

(Can't stop me!)

When I finally got to the other side,
The slate rocks cut my hands,
I look more like Christ than I ever did,
With dark hair and bleeding palms.
As I emerged out the forest,
I saw the souls of the damned,

I am in the land of the dead.

(Can't stop me!)

No no n-no n-n-no n-no,
N-no no, ha ha n-n-no n-no,
No no n-no no n-no no,
Ha ha, wah wah, ha ha!
No no no no n-no no,
Whinge whinge, fucking, baby cry!

No fucker, n-no n-no fucker can!
No fucker, n-no n-no fucker can!
No fucker, n-no n-no fucker can!
No fucker, no fucker can stop me!

• Experimental
• alternitive
• goth
• new wave
• rock
• Preston