Lyrics:
pump, my world's a garbage dump
Land developed by the pigs, you consume everything
Bronze, iron turn to steel, eat your plastic at every meal
Drink
in a bottle as I rub you with the lotion,
By the ocean, makin love through the breeze,
Got you rush climaxing from your head to your knees
Never
broken back
To brick walls who don't hear the sound
Waiting in line, waiting in line
As if by waiting I could jump to the front
Never arrive, never
you booty devil's plants
Tripping out another trance
Buffalo soldier's higher ground
Smoking in my tank
Forced by forces
My head is confused
Sometimes I
on eighteen wheels
With little white pills nippin' at my heels
Like some outlaw asphalt cowboy in the wind
Riding high 'til I run out
It's an uphill battle
Metal tracks and westbound trains
This cold in my bones is getting to my brain
And I'm a million miles from yesterday
I wake up each morning, each
From the iron stains I came
Moisted with the oil of life
A blend of light and fire
Reality for the eyes
A hand that hits my essence
Spreads me
earth by this legal hemp trade
But they scapegoat hemp, saying just blaze
Compare a cigarette rush to a morning drag
Cuz nicotine is placed in tobacco
In stained blood and the smell of dried roses and cheap perfume,
Serendipidy awoke to find herself blacked by purple rain that fell from the sky
Love
to take the bus?
Well, I got pretty curious and I built a space craft of my own
Blew a gasket and lost my oil a half a million miles from home
Fortunately,
my soul
You save my soul
Magenta sky in the morning less gentle by noon
Means the whitecaps will surely kick the heel of the moon
The stars
In the age of electricity and oil
My tugboat ploughs through waveless liquid soil
Cruising at thirteen knots on a pitch black sea
There's
remember you
I remember, still close to you
No need to fear the distance here
Peace is shattered by oppression
Tainted oil meets rejection
Yes
moving since my mama gave me to a Texas sun.
Some may say I'm a nomad by fate,
Tempered from the road right after being forged in flames.
Oh I gave my
Rumour dem ah spread murky mi water
Some ah use oil some ah use powder
Some call mi name by witch doctor
Who you wanna pree
Coulda never be me
I am
on, rain down on, rain down on thee
Be sand not oil my brothers, in this machine
Rain down on, rain down on, rain down on thee
(Na na, na na na, na
in time in between the lines where a heartache and a pen
We both know this story by heart we don’t have to pretend
We’re just two different lives
Ragged robbins for the curtain call
Wrapped in ribbons on the trailer door
Carved initials in a concrete footstall
On the imitation marble floor
the lonely wind blows like it's angry for being there
A flat piece of stone in the middle of nowhere
The town never grows cause nobody can keep their roots
somebody like you
Sometimes what's tossed just isn't worth saving
But in this case, I think you're amazing
You've got my cold heart a-blazing
I'm so glad
Verse I
Upon the triangulum and atop the tacks of Ararita,
I go and becomest the yare, Lapidem Inaugurator
By the grand Arcanum of the Hexagrammaton,
I
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