- You're just three sick holes that run like sores, you're a fucking waste."
This song appeared on random play on my iPhone the other day and reminded me of how much I used to love this song, back in college when I first heard it (in fact there is a specific person that I used to think the lyrics spoke to me about but let's not get into that). And the lyrics are indeed pretty "shocking" or they were when I first heard it, and are still pretty awesome today. But I was surprised at the music, just how good it was (or still is). I've long since lost my love for The Cure, but they were the first "alternative" band I ever got into -- my purchase of Disintegration in 1989 was the impetus for my permanent move away from the mainstream music I'd liked to that point -- and it's good to hear that such a beautiful song still makes me smile. I'm not sure I have that kind of hate anymore though, or at least not directed toward any one person in particular. Except my foot surgeon.
You're just a waste of time.
You're just a babbling face.
You're just three sick holes that run like sores,
You're a fucking waste.
You're like a slug on the floor,
Oh you're useless and ugly,
And you're useless and ugly,
And I shiver and shake,
When I think of how you make me hate.
I want to smash you to pieces.
I want to smash you up and screaming.
I want to smash you helpless down on the floor
Smash you until you're not here anymore
And I shiver and shake.