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FONTS

Top secret

Crackvetica

Hard rock

Killed DJ

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DuetDo you feel left behind?Like there's something not right?I don't think I've been connectedBut of all the dead volcanos on Earth you just happened to retchAnd rollThrough mine

There were fistfuls of hair 'round the foot of my chairAnd echoes of screams before meBut breathing out I swear you were real

You were thereYou were there You were thereFor a while

But I don't know what's real and what's going onAnd I don't wanna be here when the sky is gone(I just can't keep up with it, I)I don't wanna think about it all, I'm tired(Nothing's good, there's something more)I don't wanna think about it all, I'm tired

It was somewhere to winkIt was slipped in my drinkA necropolis for the takingBut all the cities fall into war and there's nothing but knivesand fearsand forks

Seems the more I find out, the more I'm sure of it girlAnd baby I get the feeling, there's somewhere darkened over itAnd it's here (I feel it coming, one, one step from nothin')And it's here (I feel it coming, one, one step from nothin')And it's here for a while (I feel it coming, one, one step from nothin')(I-I, I-I)

But I don't know what's real and what's going onAnd I don't wanna be here when the sky is gone(I just can't keep up with it, I)I don't wanna think about it all, I'm tired(Nothing's good, there's something more)I don't wanna think about it all, I'm tired

But I can hear them plunderin' the streets at nightYou never shoulda told them what you had insideAnd I don't want my children in an endless raceAnd I don't wanna wait to see what else they take(So far I'm in love with you, I'm)And all that matters now is that we don't let go(And I can tell they're watching for it)And you can be my wonder in my town of woe(Time to let the genie out)If it's gonna happen let it happen nowIf it's gonna happen let it happen now!

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SchoolinBrother you look like the Taj MahalOne colossal dome above you and the smell of something otherA pillar and a scimitarA little…

Yes I miss you like a formless hideStretching over me and dangled from the coastguard in a chopperThe scaffold of me all awryA little...

Broke your shoulder on the library stepsHanging 'round there in the dark just doing nothing or whateverWhat do you mean you saw the stars?You little...

I could write it in a murder fontI could say it in a way that would be lying or whateverI don't want them to tell us apart!

You say that I'm an overlord? I've got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrantIn watery blasts, then all of my past!You seen me on the bridge a lot. But I never leapt over, the pent upperMy number is up, my number is upBut infinite and joyless little high fives are singing "Praise the lord"And "Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and "You matter not, and you matter not"And is it, the flogging of a FlintstoneThat I'm supposed to be?The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin'The drummer goes on, the drama goes on

(Teach me how to hold)

And I don't wanna make a sceneI don't wanna think about the 3rd world hunger or whatever'Cause thinking always comes acrossA little...

There's a meeting of the worlds tonightRight above my head a miracle the sun erupt foreverI barely ever raise my eyesA little(Teach him how to hold!)

And oh I wanna make the peaceAnd God I gotta be on the train past the ruins the wall and the druids oh please

I'm whining like a breaking busMaybe I can sit here and do nothing clever with a laserI'm not about to open up!

You say that I'm an overlord? I've got myself a fire hydrant, with more tyrantIn watery blasts, then all of my past!You seen me on the bridge a lot. But I never leapt over, the pent upperMy number is up, my number is upBut infinite and joyless little high fives are singing "Praise the lord"And "Pitter patter this schooling? Is this schooling?" and "You matter not, and you matter not"And is it, the flogging of a FlintstoneThat I'm supposed to be?The cerebellum get schoolin', and no schoolin'The drummer goes on, the drama goes on

The drummer goes on, the drama goes onMy number is up, my number is up

Earth, I take a long time, to learn about the big oneGorilla limb swipe and beat, and I learn nil aboutEarthRemember how men, would understand the heavensBut leaving those streetlights onYou can't see nothing there

So learn me anything good

Teach me something that works, I take a long time, to learn about the big oneGorilla limb swipe and beat, and I learn dick about EarthRemember good men, would understand the heavensAnd leaving those streetlights onA ghost dark hemisphere EarthI take a long time, to learn about the big oneGorilla limb swipe and beat, and I learn dick aboutEarthRemember good man, you understand the heavensBut leaving those streetlights on?

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Photoshop HandsomeI will gain an extra life, when I get the high score.You could respawn anywhere...I am one with the furniture, more inanimate than amateurLike a television set! / Gangrene knuckle announced so audibly!I will boost my attention span; soon my clock will have a minute handYou've become a smithereen!(I'm watching that!) Foxhound frolic on the abattoir floor, up in heaven it's symmetrical ohAirbrush! What have you done with my father? Why does he look like a carving? How do I live in the present?I make my own density?And Ah-Ah-Ah!Who did your Photoshop handsome? You ready for reincarnation? Gotta come back as something organic, Or come back as something else!Just come back as something else!More dollar! Less scholar! Less time!

My teeth dazzle like an igloo wall, I inhabit, I inhibit y'all!Can you operate alone?Chest pumped elegantly elephantine, southern hemisphere by Calvin KleinWatch your dorsal fin collapse! / I know nothing about my history!I put a rainforest in an Oxo cube! Struck by lightning if I take the tube!Thank your chromosomes for thatI have skin like a waxen peel, and a face that I can never feel but

Airbrush! What have you done with my landscape? Flooding the fields with this clone shape?Where is the country you died for?And what is the century?

And Ah-Ah-Ah!Who did your Photoshop handsome? You ready for reincarnation?Gotta come back as something less franticYou gotta banish that army of panicGotta come back as something organic,

Come back as something organic, or come back as something else!

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M Y K Z , U R B FLucifer you're landing Cross-hairs on the kitchen sink Barb-wire in the bathroom I can't make new memories sinceFlashbacks to the timethis shell-shocked apartment was the placei met with your boyit's a mortal thing, yeah it's a mortal thingoh! he looked at me funny and aoh! oh! think our secret's out and aoh-ooh-oh i try to explainbut then munitions rain, and we're the epicenterIt's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotine,It's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotineAnd I wanna know what happened to your boyfriendCos he was looking at me like "woah..!"Yeah right before the kitchen was a dustbowlAnd tossing me the keys and I can't forget howeverything just coming through the windowsand half the street was under my nailsit's like we sitting in the Faraday cage, when the lights all failedi fly through the wallsall pieces colliding and isee raymond aparthe'a a frowning now, wagging a finger at me"boy!" his knees bend the other way and"boy! boy!" are you guys together honey? "b..b..boy!" oh but now i can't find his torso, mmhmmhmm i guess you're seperated ooh,Monica i just wanna know...ooh

i fly through the wallsall pieces colliding and isee raymond aparthe'a a frowning now, wagging a finger at me "boy!" his knees bend the other way and "boy! boy!" are you guys together honey? "b..b..boy!"

oh but now i can't find his torso, mmhmmhmm i guess you're seperated ooh, Monica i just wanna know...oohIt's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotine,[Monica I just wanna know..]It's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotineAnd I wanna know what happened to your boyfriendCos he was looking at me like "woah..!" Yeah right before the kitchen was a dustbowlAnd tossing me the keys and I can't forget howeverything just coming through the windowsand half the street was under my nails it's like we sitting in the Faraday cage, when the lights all failed Lucifer you're landing (6 cars the driveway oh i do believe it will be business inside)

Cross-hairs on the kitchen sink (it's a real spanner into my works i think i kicked the bucket)

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KemosabeFour walls and a cauldron of Kalashnikoving, and our home is a trigger that I'm always pulling .At the border, at the, at the border I'm at the border, at the, at the border. The short spears and the weak eternal monologue, and our war is the crucible of all your longing. At the border, at the, at the border I'm at the border, at the, at the border. I was there when the clamor got real I was there when your brow smashed the wall

It's like a riot with only two preps, the more I'm here I'm making it worse. But does it feel like you're already dead? (YES!) and do you feel like your brain stopped delivering?. Yeah break my finger shoot out my black eyes, What does it matter if everyone dies?

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone!

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone! Hi-O Silver away

So fast hence take an arrow from your quiver or we’re, past-tense - what’s a trilobite to anyone?

I’m outta my depth, outta, outta my depth I'm outta my depth, outta, outta my depth. My head reels and I’m crawling down the corridor, I can't see, but I’m heaving like a holocaust

I'm reaching my phone, reaching, reaching my phone I'm reaching my phone, reaching, reaching my phone

You wasn’t there when I orphaned that boy, (NO!) Your body was, and the white of your rollin’ eye I saw some terrible things on that night, I done a lot of bad things with my life

I put my fingers in thee, And I breeze past security!

Nobody checking on all of my deeds, I need a checker for all of my deeds…

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone!

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone!

And we be trapped in the amber, last joy…

And I’m looking at a holy ghost. But there’s no silver bullet for a memory I, field dress every moment but you’re telling me that Tonto say;

I’ve lost my way!

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone!

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone! Hi-O silver away!

Mmm, and I’m lost and I’m drained… 'nuff genuflecting in a penitent way!

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone! So yippee-kayay!

Hey Kemosabe I'm alone! Ayah! I am a! I am alone! Hi-O silver away!

i fly through the wallsall pieces colliding and isee raymond aparthe'a a frowning now, wagging a finger at me "boy!" his knees bend the other way and "boy! boy!" are you guys together honey? "b..b..boy!"

oh but now i can't find his torso, mmhmmhmm i guess you're seperated ooh, Monica i just wanna know...oohIt's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotine,[Monica I just wanna know..]It's like I'm watching the A4 paper taking over the guillotineAnd I wanna know what happened to your boyfriendCos he was looking at me like "woah..!" Yeah right before the kitchen was a dustbowlAnd tossing me the keys and I can't forget howeverything just coming through the windowsand half the street was under my nails it's like we sitting in the Faraday cage, when the lights all failed Lucifer you're landing (6 cars the driveway oh i do believe it will be business inside)

Cross-hairs on the kitchen sink (it's a real spanner into my works i think i kicked the bucket)

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Cough Cough

Yeah, so, um... wait a second Yeah, so, um... wait a second Yeah, so, um... wait a second Yeah, so, um... wait a second Sold your liver but you're still feeling the redSold my feelings now I'm hanging by a threadBadAnd it's screamin' it's way through my windowsAnd it's slithering under my doorAnd it's in my peripheral visionAnd it's pourin' up under my floorAnd it's whispering into my eardrumsAnd it's telling me that I want moreBut I'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveIm happening now

And that eureka moment hits you like a cop car.And you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jarYou clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't sayThere's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid

Yeah you're ravenous you're chomping at the bitJust a cog next to a cog next to a pitI would burn to break away and rest my earsr

BadAnd it's screamin' it's way through my windowsAnd it's slithering under my doorAnd it's in my peripheral visionAnd it's pourin' up under my floorAnd it's whispering into my eardrumsAnd it's telling me that I want moreBut I'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowAnd that eureka moment hits you like a cop carAnd you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jarYou clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't sayThere's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paidBut I'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowI'm coming aliveI'm happening nowAnd that eureka moment hits you like a cop carAnd you wake up just head and shoulders in a glass jarYou clear your throat you raise your eyebrow but you don't sayThere's something wrong but it's okay if we're still getting paid

But I'm coming aliveCough cough