Lyrics:
Corporal Jigsore Quandary by Carcass
Reekomposer vocals by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
Excised and anatomised, deviscerated disarray
The torso
cooked meat while you gnaw at the bone
Sittin by the fire while you froze in cave
A bunch of silly thieves with the nerve to say you're brave
I think
rock and roll
But that's ok cuz all they play is rhythm blues and soul
That Muddy Waters and that
That Howlin' Wolf
No T-Bone Walker
There would be no
do
On and on and on is how the beat goes
So sell the British Walkers and cut the afros
And dance till the feeling is gone in your toes
I wear
Bones McQueen, On the Mend, you know what it is
Tell me cuz I, I don't know what it is
It's cold, soul's cold, COLD
Yeah
Woke tired from a long
alone in the fields of death!
Ask me:
"Why are you so mad and so miserable again?
Save it all inside, are you weak or insane?"
I've tried different types
Yo, hah yo, rah, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
Inside the best frames ghetto blood clots is scored by
putrefied bones im finding in the wet dense mud underneath homes he's residing
Break in defense walkers by the fence like dawn of the dead the rochester
That's why you think I'm strange
I'm talkin bout T. Bone Walker
I'm talkin bout Muddy Waters
I'm talkin bout Leadbelly, Sonny Terry, Brownie McGhee, Son
hood
I'm just trying to look like God
Had my face in the mud, crawled under the wire
Baptized by the blood, after tried by fire
See the scars on my
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
And that's why you think I'm strange
I'm talkin' bout T-Bone Walker
I'm talkin' 'bout Muddy Waters
I'm talkin' 'bout Leadbelly sonny Terry
Brownie McGhee
The cause is Ozymandian
The map of Sapokanikan
Is sanded and beveled
The land lone and levelled
By some unrecorded and powerful hand
Which
coo coo
Give me my morning
Aye aye
She liking the cocoa
Gimme gimme gimme
Aye aye
Okay saving is saving
Why am I always all in a pinch
Presidential
We wanna go back to the old school for a minute
Hand clappin' and toe tappin'
We wanna visit our friends over in Chicago
Sister Albatina Walker
said, oh, my, why do you stare so hard?
Wrapped up like a doll in bad dreams and broken arms
Make these old bones shiver
It's not too soon, he said,
the opposite
You told me that you loved me, why you showing the opposite?
Words don't break bones, but the shit hurts
Words can break homes and break winners
yeah
Nottz the ruler, V. Rich, Rasta Roots (forever, motherfuckers)
Shit is overdue, Diggy Dawg, Donald Juice
Y'all know what it is
We're them kids
SONG: CODYBEAR LIVE
WRITTEN BY: GREENLEAF (BMI)
PRODUCED BY: LOKEY (BMI)
[FIRST VERSE]
I MINT COINS WHERE CATS BE DIGGIN FA BONES...
PAW PRINTS
"Yo Black B, what's the deal?
What's popping?"
"Ain't nothing"
"Aight, what's the deal?
We got to get this paper y'all
This cat had to come
And we gone ride on our enemies
Know where they at like they near by
Ducking dodging off a drive by
Screaming Ricky nigga when the shotty pop
Ima go
to hide)
I remain where the rebels be
(Hold my head to the sky)
Built a home, I ain't need a lease
(Got my family by my side)
I contain rage, and hella beast
BOONIES
WHOSE THAT?
WHOSE THERE?
BIG FOOT
SKINNY WALKERS
CH’IIDIIS?
BE WARE YOU MIGHT
STUMBLE UPON A GHOST
WITH NO EYES
A BLACK SHADOW
BY A POST
WITH
long misery!
You who soften magically the old bones
Of belated drunkards trampled by the horses,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who
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