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