Search results for 'knavery'

Ed's Babe

The Fall

Fiend with a Violin

1996

[DIY]
See them working away
[DIY]
In bar rocking
[DIY]
Folly is a cloak of [livery/knavery]
[DIY]
Ed's babe x3

Singing riddles and rhymes 
Of our modern knavery 
These are the flashing blades 
Of our epoch's carvery 
Claws of a killer beast 
Sharpened for your

leave the truth abused
Knavery's face is never seen till used

Trifles of air that fools will learn
Bury under the skin and brightly burn
My words

wantonness, baldfaced knavery
Queue up the war cry for oil, a triumph for viscous slavery

Are you dishonest, or just deluded 
The emperor parades in the nude

to the knavery (look it up)
They try to keep us in the fields with it
No Tarantino, couldn’t vote and kill bills with it
That’s what they teach you in the history

with ample strength
For is conviviality i a prey, over conflict and knavery
I see one fool many, but give thanks i never fall a victim
Or victimize any,

Supported by knavery                              
Everywhere is insolence                         
Arrogance and perfidy

is nurtured
From the grievous wounds flow solemn tears 
In the nightmare and knavery of his three stigmata

In the blazing coals at the summit

with the devil
Working you flat, then kicking back with all your medals
Unmuzzled knavery
The privilege of slavery
We're lucky 'cause we live on dirt

courage, is strong in cunning
Folly is the cloak of knavery

The pride of the peacock is the glory of God
The lust of the goat is the bounty of God
The wrath

and take notes
While I sit in my cloud of smoke

Inhale this cloud of smoke
Exhale this cloud of smoke

There's no end to the knavery
There was no end

Knaveries won't happen again 

Penitence to those reptiles whose were terrifying 
Mutants will have their throat chocked
Deceive them to catch the weapons

to the knavery (look it up)
They try to keep us in the fields with it
No Tarantino, couldn’t vote and kill bills with it
That’s what they teach you in the history

One Punch Man
I get bored from ease or when something staying the same
You can't buy bravery
And you can't sell fear
Real rap not knavery
It's facts I

nobody's Knavery shiiiiiii
She bowe lowa?
Sweety verses like suya

Gbedu yi plenty brother
100 plus in mi locker
She bowe lowa?
Sweety verses like suya

knavery, Of keeping men in slavery,
For its quite unsavory ,E'en in the Border States.

Oh, let not our free soil, Be degraded by the toil
Of the men whom

the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.
Folly is the cloak of knavery. Shame is Pride’s cloak.
Prisons are built with stones of Law,

of the chicanery 
You can smell'em when they're near cause their scent is unsavory 
We're ready for the vagaries and serpent like knaveries 
We moved pass apery

Father praise me, show me
Knavery, teach me what I need
Lover crave me duly daze me
Love me, 'cause I'm me

Heaven knows which way the answers lie
Heaven

and Marty
A die hard Walter McCarty fan
And your so called fam, your dun Avery
In fun knavery said shit that was unsavory
I smacked him open hand, now we got

Operation: Work; Lift-Face

Folly

Resist Convenience

grown tired of cheap thrills, but it's been years upon years of craving simplicities.
Oh, the knavery / depravity!
Sentences become paragraphs become

his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of
knavery. Shame is pride's cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law,
brothers with bricks