Thou mayest Tune the forbidden channel And see it it is baby
You should be a Never on me Deceit, deceit,
Getting dusty in the
Yo, I was thinking my sick friend Stringing a ring around my end 13 loops later his feet inches out the pig pen Motley day goblins brought him pillage to the stillness
With bad javelin tip dipped inside, barreled, black magic Who rose at the of the 'Unknown Soldier'? To capture the fascist choreographed In traffic for nickels
Looked like sickle cells to the of pi rotary One hope distortion odyssey sputters To my how not sample Give me the crust while considering the littering
I dont the head rush or the whimpering, spill Anchor to rock bottom, rocks bottom a ravenous catalyst arachnid, leashed by the carnal tyrant I choked the cage bird sings it stings
Springs me out delirium to stitch them clipped I sink instinctively while they're clinging the shrieking souls Mourning the death of fallen ideologues to quality control, stand still string up the banner
From the beehive to the anthill, rag Incorporate the of Vikings ship throwers plus the perfection Of the twice to burn with half the stone Speak your
My hindrance pleads the needs Of a hungry victims gripped by the hell Thats to splinters and got Shivving up the mass of natives and its marvels
One components sure to shock a mass burial, Broken penny bank float up at stagnant seas Dirty work plus applicants chatter box disease bandit, give them the stars, the head balloons and rubies Asked for many moons and I cant stand it any
This is how I feel that I And the regulars were so
I'm the mightiest slinger of all is a time for war and a time for peace And a time to run and a time to
Getting dusty in the
I dont run a funny race, malnourished monarchs and admirals Where 99.9 per cent swear by their broken I built boats of a pack rat bats of club swung Post utility inhalants it to stability and sail it
Lopsided Star bird bow mass makeshift Patching holes chewing gum and stitching sail to thirsty faces Observe me with my eyes tied to the clock Cause I know that once that kicks up you
And your motors roped to the dock And its the, art of clarity married to slender Of blue sky of a happy String on my ring has me dancing
Like dummies in a paper nature Merry etiquette's a nail, friends is little brittle dolls of paper In assembly, I tremble a crocodile smile Hiding a fish out of water provided upon entry
Now if I, were to, hold to To levigate the game plan, you honestly impede I I guess, I can just divorce me from the rest And blame my chemical imbalance for the fact Ive a mess
But my loyalty hints on which [unverified] I should run with And Im thinking that damn town priors about to fill this here Its that, grand that precious that part of you wants to touch And part of you just wants to sit and be impressed
Tainted induct in barnacle attachments Mood upon the barnstorm to perpendicular traffic Spread, circle 4,000 circuits you burn to wings Above Townsman spoon-fed the shadow
Im tired of being wired into the thief Its gnawing a hole my scheme so I leave (Know I mean?)
It is the Molotov cocktail Have I not brought you blessings without
They plenty of nothing And nothing is plenty for Yeah, I've had it so good
Getting dusty in the dusty in the cellar Getting in the cellar