List of All Official Lyrics

All Alone

All alone. All alone.
All alone. All alone.
All alone. All alone.
All alone. All alone.

Snatch a piece of my pondering,
distant far like yonder in,
skin of my tute like, skin of my boot like,
fly in soup like, where’s the waitress?
Can’t take this, can’t face this,
these airs and all these graces,
it’s my mistake, I make it.
Straight up to the boom I bake it.
Bounce wiggle, bounce wiggle
shaking all the pains out.
Chemical cut throats
bound to blow the brains outs.
Hurts to the pain, this ain’t no game,
I feel no shame, I birth this pain,
I twist the cain, I twist again,
I push the plain. It’s plain as day
known to what the sayer say,
known to what these doers do,
it’s you and who and you know where
we about to take it there.
We about to make it clear
we happy on we lonesome.
The lone heart, the beat drum,
the start the finish.
Ten spoon of spinach,
the soul and spillage,
the cup that runneth over,
return of the ogre.

All alone. All alone.
All alone. All alone.
All alone.

Aah

Close your eyes and see
when there ain’t no light,
all you’ll ever be,
come and save the night.
Cos I don’t need,
when the morning comes
it doesn’t seem to say
an awful lot to me.

All alone. All alone.
All alone. All alone.
All alone. All alone.

Aries

Aries

I’m looking out at a volcano
Trying to read the world today
And see where you’re at
I never do that
I’m a model that is uncomplicated
You can play a happy tune on me
But don’t turn me off
‘Cause then I’m silent

I’m standing on a beach in the distance
And even though you’re faraway
Can you see my red light
It’s waiting to turn green
‘Cause I feel so isolated without you
I can’t play a happy tune on my own
So stay by my side
High or low tide

high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high

And it feels like I’m falling
in again

high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high

Feels like I’m falling in again

I’m a model that is uncomplicated
You can play a happy tune on me
But don’t turn me off
‘Cause then I’m silent

high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high

And it feels like I’m falling
in again

high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high tide
high tide, high tide, high

Feels like I’m falling in again

Baby Queen

I met the Princess from Thailand again
She had grown up into a Queen
Down in the abyss where the night, never turns to daylight

She kept me in a polaroid
That was pinned
Upon her wall

Under Garuda’s mirrored eyes
She takes flight
Yeah the kids alright

You’ve grown up
Baby Queen

She fell into the generals
On the watch
All around…
Her

I fell into the vanity
The mirrored nights
Of my dreams

You’ve grown up
Baby Queen
(In my dreams, where you be)

Baby Queen
(In my dreams, where you be)

You’ve grown up
Baby Queen
(In my dreams, where you be)

Baby Queen
You were in my dreams

Broken

Distance stars come in black or red
I’ve seen their worlds inside my head
They connect with the fall of man
They breathe you in then dive as deep as they can

There’s nothing you can do for them
They are the force between when the sunlight is arising
There’s nothing you can say to him
He is in outer heart and the space has been broken

It’s broken
Our love
It’s broken
It’s broken
Our love
Broken

Is it far away in the glitter freeze
Or in our eyes every time they meet
It’s by the light of the plasma screens
We keep switched on all through the night while we sleep

There’s nothing you can do for them
They are the force between when the sunlight is arising
There’s nothing you can say to her
I am without a heart and the space has been broken

It’s broken
Our love
Broken
It’s broken
Our love
Broken
It’s broken
Our love
It’s broken
It’s broken
Our love
Broken

Chalk Tablet Towers

Chalk Tablet towers
Like drawing shadows
Chemical distractions
You are not with me
I departed in the spring
To a distant star
But I could not get back
I had gone too far

Oh oh oh
I wanna get drunk
I wanna get stoned
I wanna give up
I wanna go home

Watching rockets take off
From a parting sea
How will I ever touch you
If you are not with me

Out here There’s only silence
Out here No form of contact
Out here I am dreaming
Looking into darkness

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh ohh oh oh
Oh ohh ohh

I won’t be back till the end of summer
Will you still be there
I won’t give up on you darling
Just tell me that you care
I don’t need to trophies
No cell with a view
There’s nothing I wouldn’t give
One minute with you
You
You oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh ohh oh oh ohh ohh
Oh ohh ohh

Clint Eastwood

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad.
I got sunshine in a bag.
I’m useless, but not for long.
The future is coming on.
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad.
I got sunshine in a bag.
I’m useless, but not for long.
The future is coming on,
is coming on, is coming on,
is coming on, is coming on,
is…

Finally someone let me out of my cage.
Now, time for me is nothing, ’cause I’m counting no age.
Nah, I couldn’t be there. Nah, you shouldn’t be scared.
I’m good at repairs and I’m under each snare.
Intangible. Bet you didn’t think so, I command you to.
Panoramic view, look, I’ll make it all manageable.
Pick and choose, sit and lose, all you different crews.
Chicks and dudes, who you think is really kicking tunes?
Picture you getting down in a picture tube,
Like you lit the fuse. You think it’s fictional? Mystical?
Maybe spiritual? Hero who appears in you to clear your view
When you’re too crazy.
Lifeless. To know the definition for what life is.
Priceless for you, because I put you on the hype shit.
You like it? Gunsmoking righteous with one token psychic
Among those possess you with one go.

The essence, the basics, without it you make it.
Allow me to make this childlike in nature.
Rhythm, you have it or you don’t, that’s a fallacy.
I’m in them, every sprouting tree, every child apiece,
Every cloud and sea. You see with your eyes,
I see destruction and demise, corruption in disguise
From this fucking enterprise. Now I’m sucked into your lies.
Through Russ, though not his muscles, but percussion he provides
With me as a guide. Y’all can see me now,
‘Cause you don’t see with your eye, you perceive with your mind.
That’s the end, hon. So I’m-a stick around with Russ and be a mentor.
Bust a few rhymes, so motherfuckers remember
Where the thought is. I brought all this so you can survive
When law is lawless.
Feelings, sensations that you thought was dead,
No squealing, remember that it’s all in your head.

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad.
I got sunshine in a bag.
I’m useless, but not for long.
The future, is coming on.
I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad.
I got sunshine in a bag.
I’m useless, but not for long.
My future is coming on,
is coming on, is coming on,
is coming on, is coming on.
My future is coming on,
is coming on, is coming on.
My future is coming on,
is coming on, is coming on.
My future.

Cloud of Unknowing

On the cloud of unknowing
My world seems open
Every set of light up here is watching
But I was here from the very start
Trying to find a way to your heart

Oh the days of forgetting
They’ve gone out with the tide
Lost at sea somewhere waiting
Like setting suns at the rodeo
Trying to find someone you never know

Oh sinking love on the cloud of unknowing
Every set of light up here is watching
Waiting to see what the morning brings
May bring sunshine on its wings

Cracker Island

On cracker island it was born
To the collective of the dawn
They were planting seeds at night

To grow a made-up paradise
Where the truth was auto-tuned (forever cult)
But its sadness I consumed (forever cult)
Into my formats everyday (forever cult)
In the end I had to pay (what world is this)
In the end I had to pay (I purged my soul)
In the end I had to pay (I drank to riot)
Nothing more to say (I drank to riot)

They taught themselves to be occult
They didn’t know its many strategies
They taught themselves to be occult
They didn’t know it’s many strategies
Fantasies

What world is this
What world is this

On cracker island it was raised (hey hey hey hey)
By the collective from the grave (hey hey hey hey)
It only came out at night (hey hey hey hey)
It ate up their paradise (paradise)
Where the truth was auto-tuned (forever cult)
And its sadness I consumed (forever cult)
Into my formats everyday (forever cult)
In the end I had to pay (what world is this)
Out there on my Silver Lake (I was not there)
In the end it will be great (beneath the hills)
I’m like a ship between the tides (I saw myself)
I held on I survived (there in the void)

They taught themselves to be occult
They didn’t know its many strategies
They taught themselves to be occult
They didn’t know its many strategies
Fantasy

On cracker island It will die (forever cult)
Join the collective in the sky (forever cult)
And on a shining boat of light (forever cult)

Go up to paradise (what world is this)
Where the truth is auto-tuned (I purged my soul)
And its sadness I consume (I drank to riot)
Into my formats everyday (I drank to riot)
In the end I had to pay (forever cult)

In the end I’ll have to pay (forever cult)
In the end I’ll be ok (forever cult)

Nothing more to say
Nothing more to say
Nothing more to say

Crocadillaz

Sin to cinnamon
Tasty destruction
Earth level angles fade and tucked in
Your four corners
Parade in seduction
Pretty veneer boys step to the rear
Ima play the chairman
And step to the chair
It’s the darling of it all
Carvings on the wall
Tag the A-train to Altamira
Life is intoxicating
I need to beeeeeer-witness
the master I.C.
Got the hammer ‘pon cock
The dawn ain’t stopping
So the rocking don’t stop
The reign hasn’t fallen
So the farmer won’t crop
The price of fame will not drop
Ricochet baby never the Bull’s eye
You can play sheep
But beware of the wolves eye
Hypnotized by the crocodile’s smile
The exchange is brief
So watch for the teeth

Send the healing (I can get crocodile)
They need it, talk
Ohhh Look at things (I can get crocodile)
Say less Talk (I can get crocodile)
Time of mindfulness (I can get crocodile)
Prior to making changes
Ohh look at things (I can get crocodile)
No regrets
Success (I can get crocodile)

Dooodle doodle do do do, uhhhhuhhh
(I can get crocodile)
Mmmmhmmmm
Dooodle doodle do do do, uhhhhuhhh
(I can get crocodile)
Mmmmhmmmm

Ricochet basics
Bouncin’ off the wall
Crocodile emblems
They says it all
Grinning beginnings
Turn into bites
You can hide ya hand
But you can’t hide the yikes
Teeth lined in Ivory
Bouncing off the wall
Gatorade sippin’
That say it all
Hiding’ ya hand
But you can’t hide the yikes
Good rhythm good vibes
And an Uber good night

Damascus

Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday
(Fresh, Fresh, Fresh)

Fresh,
Top dial on your radio,
D.A. in the place you’re so.. (fresh)
Souleyman, and the place you know
Make ‘em know every place you go

كل يوم عيني بعينُ
باجر ويني ووينُه

Ship from Damascus
Nemo Point
The fantasy is real
Feel free, enjoy (fresh)

كل يوم عيني بعينُ
باجر ويني ووينُه

New brand news in an old school voice
Hush, habibti, it’s time to make noise

راحت منّي نِدام
إنْ ما نمت بحضانُه

Here to navigate the waves in the dark no map
Stars in the heavens and the breeze on my back (fresh)

راحت منّي نِدام
إنْ ما نمت بحضانُه

Hallelujah holler
Faddal, yalla (fresh)
Turkish coffee, starbucks, get off me (fresh)

Here to navigate the waves in the dark no map
Stars in the heavens and the breeze on my back
Know where I’m headed and I be where I’m at
That’s the way it is, and it’s like…

New arrival,
Fresh survival,

New,
Ship from Damascus
Nemo point
The fantasy is real
Feel free, enjoy
New brand news in a soulful voice
Hush, habibti it’s time to make noise
Faddal, yalla
Hallelujah holler
Turkish coffee, starbucks, you’re corny
Navigate the waves in in dark no map
Stars in the heavens and the breeze on my back

لا يا حبيب الأول ل
إنك تَرب ما دوسك

Big Ship from Damascus
Point, Nemo
Inspiration movement in Sterry-o
Here we go

لا يا حبيب الأول لو
إنك تَرب ما دوسك
Yes, superfresh as I’m known to be
See a real cool ruler don’t overheat
Fresh

لو إنك زبون حجازي
يحرم عليي ملبوسك

You see, hallelujah holler
Yella, yalla
Turkish coffee, starbucks, warning

لو إنك زبون حجازي
يحرم عليي ملبوسك

See me, navigate the waves in the light, not the black
Stars and the heavens and the breeze on my back
Say hallelujah holler
Yella, yalla
Turkish coffee, starbucks, you’re corny
Know where I’m heading, and I be where I be
They got it how they go it
But not like…
New arrival,
Fresh survival,

D.A. in the place you’re so.. Fresh
Dante in the place you’re so..fresh
Souleyman, in the place you know
Make ‘em know everywhere you go…
Top dial on your radio,
D.A. in the place you’re so..
Fresh Dante in the place you’re so..fresh
Souleyman, in the place you know
(Fresh)

DARE

It’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s DARE.

It’s DARE.

You’ve got to press it on you,
you just a think it, that’s what you do baby.
Hold it down there.
Jump with them all and move it,
jump back and forth
and feel like you were there yourself,
work it out.

Oh,

Never did no harm, (ooh.)
never did no harm.

It’s there.
It’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s there.

It’s there. (Aah.)

Never did no harm, (Ooh.)
never did no harm.

It’s there.
It’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s coming up,
it’s there. (Uh.)

You’ve got to press it on you.
You just a think it that’s what you do baby.
Hold it down there.
Jump with them all and move it,
jump back and forth,
and feel like you were there yourself
work it out.
You got to press it on you.
You just a think it that’s what you do baby.
Hold it down there.
Jump with them all and move it.
Jump back and forth,
and feel like you were there yourself,
work it out.

Ooh.

Dead Butterflies

When was I supposed to
Bow down with you
What can I be praying for
There’s nothing in this world (can we just do this last piano part)
Bow down with you
What can I be grateful for
There’s nothing in this world like you

When was I supposed to
Bow down with you
What can I be praying for
There’s no one in this world like you

We are dead butterflies
Laid out on a sprung floor
Waiting for the low tide
To pick us up and fly
We are dead butterflies

I’m not letting you know what I’m thinking
Catch feels while we lie down and figure this out
Right now

Deja que fluya pa no perder el control
No queda de otra
Vamo a estar en lo mismo
Estoy dispuesta a darte todo el cariño

Two-stepping while I move reckless
New settings, booze and nudes pending
Loose evidence and news trending
Effortlessly truth bending, who’s treacherous?
Searching for feelings of a new friendship
There’s but a few endings
Everyone’s a winner till you lose bredrin
Hold-tight when we used to hold tight
Levitate to Most High and fuck up the whole skyline
Bright lights; I hope that feeling can replenish
Regretful cuz if I let you lef me then I’ll be rush rouletting
With a whole full clin in – pow
Cashmere drippage now
And memories lift me up
But still a man’s tear’s dripping down
On to these photographs of what we used to be
But over time that puddle turns into a sea
When I observed you cry a stream I was just surfing on your grief
That hurt I can’t delete, just come to terms with who is me
But who are we?
These mirrors don’t reflect perfection
Just put on your crep selection
Come and two-step to heaven with me

We are dead butterflies
Laid out on a sprung floor
Waiting for the low tide
To pick us up and fly
Cuz if it’s not me then
Whose it gonna be baby
If it’s not us
There’s nothing in this world for me
We are dead butterflies
Dancing on a sprung floor now
Waiting for the low tide
To pick us up and fly
When was I supposed to
Bow down with you
What can I be praying for
There’s no one in this world like you
We are dead butterflies

Demon Days

[Vocal ad lib.]

Ooh ooh ooh

In these demon days
it’s so cold inside,
so hard for a good soul to survive.
You can’t even trust the air you breathe,
cause Mother Earth wants us all to leave.
When lies become reality
you numb yourself with drugs and T.V.
Lift yourself up, it’s a brand new day
so turn yourself round,
don’t burn yourself, turn yourself,
turh yourself around
to the sun!

To the sun, (to the sun,)
To the sun, (to the sun,)
To the sun, (to the sun,)
To the sun, (to the sun,)
To the sun, (to the sun,)
To the sun, (to the sun,)
To the sun, (to the sun,)
To the sun. (to the sun.)

Désolé

Désolé
Désolé contraband
Désolé
I’m a long way from land
Désolé
I don’t know what to do
Désolé désolé
I’m trying to hold on to you

Désolé désolé
Ko teriya mana diya
Désolé
A kana ma lamé
Désolé
Désolé, désolé
Désolé désolé
A kana ma lamé

Désolé
Désolé compliqué
Désolé
I don’t know what to say anymore
Désolé
While everyone on the move
Désolé désolé
I’m trying to hold on to you

Désolé désolé
Ko teriya mana diya
Désolé
A kana ma lamé
Désolé
Désolé, désolé
Désolé désolé
A kana ma lamé

Désolé

Désolé
Désolé contraband
Désolé
C’est une long file d’attente
Désolé
Tous mes phantoms sans bleu
Désolé désolé
I’m trying to hold on to you

Désolé
Désolé, désolé, ah ahan
Désolé
O diyalen, o diyalen, ah ahan
Désolé
Désolé, désolé, ahaan
Désolé, désolé

Dirty Harry

Uh uh uh.

I need a gun to keep myself among
the poor people burning in the sun
They ain’t got a chance, no, they ain’t got a chance
I need a gun ‘cos all I do is dance,
‘cos all I do is dance.

In my backpack
I got my act right
in case you act quite difficult
and your result
weaken
with anger and discontent
some are seekin’
in search of
like Nimoy.
I’m a peace lovin’ decoy
ready for retaliation,
I change your whole location
to a pine box six under
impulsive
don’t ask why or wonder,
orders given to me is strike
and I’m thunder
with lightning fast reflexes
on constant alert
from the constant hurt
that seems limitless
with no drop in pressure,
it seeming like ev’rybody
is out to take ya,
’til they see you break.
You can’t conceal hate
that consumes you,
I’m the reason you can fill up your Isuzu.
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I gotta ninety day extension
and I’m filled with guilt
from the things I done and seen.
Your water is from a bottle,
mine’s from a canteen.
At night I hear the shots ring,
so I’m a light sleeper.
The cost of life seem to get cheaper,
out in the desert
with my street sweeper,
the war is over, so said the speaker
with a flight suit on,
maybe I’m just a pawn
so he can advance,
I remember when we used to dance,
all I wanna do is dance.

I need a gun to keep myself among.

Doncamatic

(Doncamatic.)

Download me, make up for the time you’ve wasted.
Come slowly and claim back the boy you left behind.
Close the white book, unplug the brain from the game.
‘Cause it’s time to wipe out till the stars get on the fame.

The song is not the same when we’re all played out, played out, all played out.
They say the memories all fade out, fade out, all played out.
Tell me, did you feel that?

Don’t slow down, even if it’s only to escape.
Just download now before somebody steals your place.
Close the white book, unplug the brain from the game.
‘Cause it’s time to wipe out till the stars get on the fame.

And the conversation’s over. We’re all played out, played out, all played out.
They say the memories all fade out, fade out, all played out.
Tell me, did you feel that?

(Doncamatic.)

The song is not the same when we’re all played out, played out, all played out.
They say the memories all fade out, fade out, all played out.
The song is not the same when we’re all played out, played out. Na na na na.
The song is not the same when we’re all played out, played out, played out, played out, played out.
Tell me did you feel that?

Don’t Get Lost In Heaven

Got off the plane
to the countryside,
I drove to the mountain
and the hole in the ground.
There was crack on the corner
and someone dead, and
fire coming out of a monkey’s head.

Don’t get lost in heaven-en,
they’ve got locks on the gate.
Don’t go over the edge, edge,
you’ll make a big mistake.

Put me in a cab to suburbia
I just took a line but I wasn’t with you,
there was more of it there
when I got back home,
but you’d left me,
you don’t know my soul.
You’re a ho, girl (Don’t get lost in heaven-en,)
yeah you’re a hobo. (they’ve got locks on the gate.)

Don’t go over the edge, edge,
you’ll make a big mistake.

You’ll make a big mistake, aah,
you’ll make a big mistake, aah.

El Mañana

Summer don’t know me
no more he got mad tiresome.
Summer don’t know me
he just left me low in myself too.
Because I know love
from you then just dying.

I saw that day
lost my mind.
Lord I’m fine.
Maybe in time you’ll
want to be mine.

[Vocal ad lib.]

I saw that day,
lost my mind.
Lord I’m fine
maybe in time you’ll
want to be mine.
Maybe in time you’ll
want to be mine.
Maybe in time you’ll
want to be mine.

Empire Ants

Oh joys are us the sun has come again to hold you
Sailing out the doldrums of the week
The polyphonic prayer is here
It’s all around you
It’s all around you out here

And if the whole world is crashing down on you
Fall through space out of mind with me

Where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising
Blows all the shadows far away
The falling of the whole empire is here to hold you
Rolling out and haunted till it sleeps

Little memories marching on
Your little feet working the machine
Say will it spin will it soar
My little dream working the machine

Soon like a wave that pass will fall
And closing in on you they’re going on
Little memories your little feet working the machine
Say will it spin will it soar
My little dream working the machine
Soon like a way
And closing in on you they’re going on

Every Planet We Reach Is Dead

I lost my leg,
like I lost my way,
so no loose ends,
nothing to see me down
How are we going to work this out?

Dreams are bad,
our heads are mad,
I love the girl
God only knows it,
it’s getting hard
to see the sun
coming through,
I love you,
so what are we going to do?

Picture I’m a dreamer,
I’ll take you deeper
down to the sleepy glow.
Time is a low
don’t you know,
what are we going to do?

I love you,
so what are we going to do?

Feel Good Inc.

Feel good.

City breakin’ down on a camels back,
they’ll just have to go coz they don’t know wack.
So all ya fill the streets it’s appealing to see
and you won’t get undercounted cause you’re damn ass free.
You got a new horizon it’s an ephemeral style.
In a melancholy town where we never smile.
And all I want to hear is the message beep,
my dreams they come a kissin’ cause I don’t get sleep no.

Windmill, windmill
for the land,
turn forever
hand in hand.
Take it all there
on your stride
it is calling
fallin’ down.
Love forever
love is free,
turn forever
you and me.
Windmill, windmill
for the land
is ev’rybody in?

Laughing gas these
Haz mats Fast Cat
lining the up like ass cracks.
Lay these ponies at the track
It’s my chocolate attack.
Shoot I’m stepping in hotter this year,
care bear reppin’ it harder this year,
watch me as I gravitate.
Hahahahaha. Gonna
ghost town this Motown with
your sound you’re in the blink, going to
bite the dust can’t fight with us with
your sound you kill the inc. So
don’t stop get it, get it
until your Cheddar’s heavy and
watch the way I navigate.
Hahahahaha!

Don’t stop get it get it,
until your Cheddar’s heavy and
watch the way I navigate.
Hahahahaha!

Fire Coming Out of the Monkey’s Head

Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain,
there was a town where the people
known as happy folk lived.
Their very existence a mystery to
the rest of the world, obscured as it
was by great clouds.
Here they played out their peaceful
lived innocent of the litany of excess and
violence that was growing in the world below.
To love in harmony with the spirit
of the mountain called monkey was enough.
Then one day
strange folk arrived in the town,
the came in camoflage, hidden
behind dark glasses but no-one noticed
them, they only saw shadows,
you see without the truth of the
eyes, the happy folk were blind.

Falling out of aeroplanes
and hiding out in holes,
waiting for the sunset to come
people going home.
Jumped out from behind them
and shoot them in the head,
now ev’ryone dancing
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead.

In time, the strange folk found
their way into the higher reaches of the mountain,
and it was there that they found the caves
of unimaginable sincerity
and beauty. By chance
they stumbled upon the place where
all good souls come to rest.
The strange folk they coveted
the jewels from these caves above all
things, and soon they began
to mine the mountain. Its rich
seam fuelling the chaos of their own
world. Meanwhile,
down in the town the
happy folk slept restlessly, their
dreams invaded by shadowy figures, digging
away at their sould. Every
day, people would wake and
stare at the mountain. Why was it bringing
darkness into their lives?
And as the strange folk mined
deeper and deeper into the mountain, holes began to appear,
bringing with them a cold and
bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the
monkey. For the first time the happy
folk felt fearful for they
knew that soon the monkey would stir from
its deep sleep. And then came a
sound, distant at first, that
grew and a castrophony so immense
that it could be heard far away in
space. There were no
screams, there was no
time, the mountain called
monkey had spoken.
There was only fire and then…
nothing.

Oh little town in U.S.A.
the time has come to see,
it’s nothing you believe you are.
But where were you when it all came
down on me?
Did you call me?

Fire Flies

If you see me floating too many times
My face will be painted in these white brick lines
Cos all my fears invaded
All the crazies put on buses and sent up here to find you
Living on the limits

And if you say goodbye too many times
The centenors will find me and switch me off this time
Cos all my fears invaded
All the crazies put on buses and sent up here to find you
Living on the limits

If all you ever get from the sonnet is the count of the fallen man
Every call and cost made to your heart
You where in the kind of game that put the force in me
I was ever chasing fireflies

Sometimes I follow a firefly it takes me into the night
Baby I just survived, I got drunk, I’m sorry, am I losing you

Friday 13th

I been drinking and smoking too much
That shit damages
Give me it all
I can do it myself
I can manage it
Two seconds and I gotta leave
You know how it is
You and me we can take on the world
We can be savages

I call my dealer I said share the white
With all of us
I told him we been so nice
Don’t turn on us
Isn’t it funny how the time flies by, flies by
So fast
If we do all of these lines
We go up

And if I look into your eyes
And we can realise

Before I commence
And just rhyme to this

It’s definitely going down
Find a pagan on the strip
Spin him round
Big man talking shit
Til’ we pin him down
Big man talking shit
Til’ we lick him down
Sure enough I’ma spin you round
Put the big in your belly
Then spin it round
You can ask Crimbo if I’ve been about
Free him out
I don’t need to get the pictures out

I call my dealer I said share the white
With all of us
I told him we been so nice
Don’t turn on us
Isn’t it funny how the time flies by, flies by
So fast
If we do all of these lines
We go up

And if I look into your eyes
And we can realise

You know that we can be immortal
Immortal
Are you loyal
I’m just praying that she loyal
Is she loyal
Recoil
Is she loyal
I don’t talk too much man
I don’t man
Tryna find a lit
I don’t talk too much man
I came out silent
Came out silent

It’s a beautiful day

Came out silent

It’s a beautiful day

Is she loyal

It’s a beautiful day

Immortal

It’s a beautiful day

Is she loyal

It’s a beautiful day

Immortal
I don’t talk too much man
I don’t
Tryna find a lit
I do’t talk too much man
I came out silent

Glitter Freeze

Where’s north from here

It was the glitter freeze

Dr F
Listen, you wouldn’t credit or believe this

Ship in for

The God of Lying

Who am I?

Are you happy with your housing?
Are you climbing up the walls?
Are you deafened by the headlines?
Or does your head not hear at all?
Are you pacified by passion?
Are you armed to the teeth?
Are you bubbling at the surface,
Of what’s cooking underneath?
Are you dying for an answer?
For what they call good grief
But there’s a terrific chance there’s nothing, beyond what you believe

Oh don’t you say
That you think I’m in glory
Oh don’t you say
that you think I’m going to get no glory
Running to the exit with a huge grin on my face
Screaming hope is behind and I wanna get high

I went to the liquor store
And they took all my money
I stared into the mirror there
And begged a man to love me

Do you love your blessed father?
Anoint by fear of death?
Do you feel the lies creep on by? As soft as baby’s breath
Do you beg that truth will set you free?
Are you shackled by the keys?
Well if I was you, I’d stay strapped in
Cos’ all you’ve got is me