Help Me I'm Hungry (Radio Performance, 1987)

With the lights out version (the version that is most known by people)seems to be something like that: “That's it" Until my tensions Feed me, I'm f**king hungry Degrade me I want my gun back Like the f**king resume Experience credentials Experience the process People freaking every day White lights Sitting inside And you get sicker than another little pecker Than a Blasphemy Hold me, I'm so pathetic And study, all the sudden Baby, suddenly find her Daddy, exploring only Like the f**king resume Experience potentials Experience the process People freaking every day White lights Sitting inside And you get sicker than another little pecker Burn me It's to potentially grade me I'm f**king hungry Feed me, the wells of comfort Exzume me I want my complex back A wicked man Picked off the scabs and fed them To the pigeons Help him, he is so cornered Kill him, your mercy whore will Lights are f**king around with me Experience potentials Experience the process People freaking every day White lights Really inside And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh Help me, f**king hoses Help me, until my tensions Graise me, I'm really hungry To gravy, I want my complex back "Thank you and, good night