Mesopotamia, MesopotamianYou fucking give me the creepsnYou fucking give me the creepsnI've never known another city to burnnnFace down in the bottom of a rivernSwimming with the dead makes me wanna shivernIf you really wanna know, I'd rather just drown alonennClay fingers reaching for the ceilingnOnce numb, now tingling with feelingnYou'll see in the end that nothing really gets away.nnAnd I'd give it all up just to be with you.nnMesopotamia, MesopotamianYou fucking give me the creepsnYou fucking give me the creepsnI've never known another city to burnnnYou took back the mud from which you're madenAnd threw it at me like a fucking grenadenYou keep cutting my throat, then you ask me if i'm feeling oknnThis city is just like any othernThey keep blowing it up, then building up anothernIf you look in the whole, you'll see it ain't going awaynnAnd I'd give it all up to just to be with younnMesopotamia, MesopotamianYou fucking give me the creepsnYou fucking give me the creepsnI've never known another city to burnnCity to burn.