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 want to 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 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 feelin' ok      This city is just like any other   They keep blowing it up, then building up another   If you look in the hole, you'll see it ain't going away      And I'd give it all away 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