feuds rogue veterans
Food clothes medicine
Wielding out the smokestack factory trained to capture
in the zoo's ghost predators
Food clothes medicine
I think I'd funk a bunk colony
to possibly amuse grown delegates
Food clothes medicine
Peace, the whippersnapper generation
greet 'em with a full- blown pistol pull
Food clothes medicinal variety
For every plastic orange bottle
For tarnished pharmacy labels chafed
in abrasive pockets
Suit the hell hounds with
blades and chain links
For the dead walk a little less
clumsy than you think
Hunger pains chump change
Tell it to how his belly get when
booji hopes hellions
Food clothes medicine
Alumni bum I got the skin of my teeth
between my fingertip and stellar
Lets bet it melts together
Let's get these men some shelter
Three hops on a cot with Quaalude on a pillowcase
left on an ultimately cordial gesture
By the staff it's a bathhouse
for brave soldiers
Where they coordinate the
fornicating whores in maid's clothing
Sip a hot mug of kick a chump
up to the apple box
Frankie says "relax",
twenty says he snaps
Safe wager,
Hell ninety percent sensitive jubilee never return to
brag about that fish bigger than you and me
Walk on glass, cruise closed residence
Bang on doors, food clothes medicine
United we stand 'til all
our parties click
I divide and conquer 'cause frankly
I'd rather sit
These are them rat races,
Machine a man sprocket
of fat laces
Hatchback and flashbacks from a heyday
full of bad lasers
Now major ace route the following orders to all his crews,
clones, generals
Food clothes medicine
Walk on glass, bang on doors,
Talk all trash, hang on whores,
Hock all cash,
bank on wars like
(Food clothes medicine)
It's yours, it's yours, it's yours,
it's yours
(Food clothes medicine)
We rotate protocol on a ring finger neighbor
to peruse gross negligence
Food clothes medicine
Martyrs leak faster if the carver tweaks the dagger
ninety moves choke citizens
Food clothes medicine
Well yeah pull frickin's apple you've sapped this
commitment's castle cool dope excellent
Food clothes medicine
It's tough to legislate when scum tongue down a
dinner plate of booze coke heroin
I'll bite the hand that feeds chew
the steak and spit the knuckles back
Stitch 'em up and give 'em dap be
fore his brothers rubberneck
Iron chef like a wainia christen
kitchen stadium
With chicken and mashed serotonin
driftin' into gravydom
Save me some,
scallywags hold your breath
Their curmudgeon's gun dusty
like the road to death
Ya I could pinstripe my lizard
kisser no kill switch
Just a guilty gizzard with
a recommended pill slip
I wipe placenta off my face in the
height of the disco era
Groove through liquid bubblegum, fevered death,
and Christmas sweaters
Groove through saccharin, fast food, study hall,
and cliff notes benders
Now holds a bachelors in training
ninjas to tiptoe better
These are them sham city kidney kicks
to the loose bolts belly- ache
Tailored for clans who stand
iffy on food clothes medicate
Pollywog hog a spot lit with bigger lizards in a land
of hot milk and honey with stingers in it
Zinger
Jimmy the gist up check a tip cup mothers watch your babies
near the preachers keen on fist f***s
Keep your schnoz clean ears
open choppers zipped up
Food clothes medicine 'cause
hungry naked sick sucks
Collide your worker ants with
autobahn inertia dance
And curb them herped love bugs
by the cursed final curtain clamp
Another savior with his foot
cold stuck in his mouth
I play that who knows food clothes
f*** it amount
Walk on glass, bang on doors,
Talk all trash, hang on whores,
Hock all cash,
bank on wars like
(Food clothes medicine)
It's yours, it's yours, it's yours,
it's yours
(Food clothes medicine)