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Porkchops feat. Bryce LaBonte

BusyChild on December 12, 2011 06:17

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    The reason I'm leaving
    is the heathens are keeping
    me awake
    Trail of tears in the easy bake
    Tale of tragedy in the dreams
    while the dead walk in teams
    It seems that I'm Doug Funnie
    You, porkchop, made me gutty
    I make 2+2=5
    Where the one at
    Going pop pop with the gat
    Defying physics and falling down buildings
    Look at all these agents I'm killing
    This girl calls me baby
    Biting my thumb like crazy
    A fuck here, a fuck there
    A pound of dead pigeon stares
    In for a world of hurt
    Senior citizen, get life alert
    I blurt the things that scare me
    Right after my life gets real hairy
    But I'm moving too fast for us
    Light the gas, explode phosphorus
    My hands burn callouses
    After they get through malices
    The fallacies don't make sense
    no pennies, it never meant
    anything at all, hear my phone call
    All these songs sound so similar,
    like Hitler bought a steak at Sizzler
    Finding God is like losing a lost dog
    It's just backwards, build lincoln logs
    This fog's clearing my vision
    Saving my life with a wrist inciscion
    My decision is one to never find
    a book of rules that rule mankind

    The mayans were flying high
    before Cortez decided "oh me my
    I think it's your time to die"
    And so they sacrificied sighs
    Strung so suddenly, saying so solemnly
    "Sir, such is a sin"
    and the sickness sweetly spin
    so his mind exploded
    eroded, the founded earth that evenly frowned
    waiting for the proper king to be crowned
    And since then, I've been figuring out life
    first it was biking, then getting a wife
    but I'm still at square one
    in a four square game, no suns
    way past the hour of dusk
    we played with a giant elephant tusk
    Today I dust off the mantle
    get the bits off the frame
    The handle on the door led two games
    One for playing ball, one for shooting hoops
    Kids with baskin robbins three dollar scoops
    Oops, dropped it on the floor
    couple bills gone, but dipped out the door
    Played outside til ankles were sore
    Broken some from the basket
    Before I said "whack shit"
    I always said "suck it"
    But fuck it
    I'm older now, playing different games
    All the same premise, win a name
    But still, every night I go home
    to a dinner without ice cream cones
    just had a daily dose of corn pops
    except now I eat a pocketful of porkchops

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