Widows an antique replacement a briefcase filled with mace widows six legged lost and found students spray the kent state mist wishing wills missing
Cut and paste were you sitting down on the beaded impotence of new orleans? a hint of suspense when that telephone rings this is forever it paved a wave
Valmara valmara valmara flechettes kiss me with the lisp of your shrapnel caress lost this arm, lost this leg lost this diving board just a belly flopped
They say that thirteen is just a number a double agent funded in the secret of the hive and the workers and their lives all sweet and honeycombed a hunger
In the humble stence of nativity hummed the smell of television snow a faint S.O.S. flickering riding on the coattails of their ground zero neighborhood
Nothing ever changes except scenery rearrangements in the affectionate hands of horsepower assault best keep your pants on, boy behind the armor of fault
yes this i know... comes back tenfold at the bottom of a french blue pool roamed the drunk chipped tooth of the man in the moon burn furnace burn at
Pet sounds filling pet peeve void's black and white tv with the sound turned down is it mono or stereo? lending aneurysm satisfaction in the fruitless
This is the accent of the halfhearted land does it all make sense now and if the ship was built in bottled sand does it all make sense now the anchor
Well it's hit or miss Upon the gate walls Are the guards asleep? Bayonets and all And the search light is coming We built this tunnel We shovel with
Sucks me in, taking a ride and i'm wishing for the satellite grabbing vein pulling down on the radio laughing at the face that's bending down i'm all
in the casino 'Cause they forgot to card me. Now when they'll get me on my way out, If they knew I was a robot, They be like, "Get out and stay out!"
the dreads yo, swindle two bags of that stuff That get you crashed out had you laid out like bums Peace Keana, what's up with your girlfriend Wanda She drive
to spurge at the hideout, We laid low just to get away, Then we swerve, 'An ride out (Ride Out!) [One Be Lo:] We Out Lyrical escapades, Over the break
'm in a five star casino shuttin' crap tables down (boom) non bettin' willie watchers standin' around strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin' at
smoke after Catch you at your show, snatch ya Empty out the dough faster Bentley off the scene, magnum Mo' splasher Four-packer, Southside nigga spittin' coke at
dreads yo, swindle two bags of that stuff That get you crashed out had you laid out like bums Peace Keana, what's up with your girlfriend Wanda She drive
your corner and flex the nine You must be out of your mind A real Blood will put you out of your mind So stay the fuck up out of my hood Or my niggas
