Tears on Fresh Fruit Lyrics

Verse 1:
just when you've found your way to
the boiler room
they come to dig you out
with picks and shovels and
acetelyne torches
Chorus:
I couldn't do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit
behind the boney walls of my skull
there was playing a lullabye
Chorus Riff:
la la la...
Verse 2:
we're just trying to be free
of our bodies
our stomache's full of liquor
and our lungs
full of water
Chorus:
la la la...