Grand Buffet - Kiss My Cross lyrics

[Verse 1: Jackson O'Connell-Barlow] From the memory banks to the satellite tape loops Everything situated between them affects you Reveling in it, never setting a limit By recording this we've robbed you of several valuable minutes Call it a time and space thievery trap Be writing on hits with discount rack compact discs Hollow mountains and budget motels Love it all, let the battle cry, crack any hard shells I wanna believe I'm tilling your scene Fogging alcohol windows with the k**ing machine Audio: lo-fi; body weight: one twenty five Moderating for money, the dream is legitimized [Hook] (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Kiss my cross (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Kiss my cross [Verse 2: Jarrod Weeks] Lo-G man, the ring king renegade Thundercade in the arcade I played Infinite keys and shafts, my megajump is a blast More time for choosing, less time to solve Don't question my resolve You got stuck in Bowser's time trap Longer disguise, time didn't disguise the fact that your mission was crap Your Mad Max sk**s are weak It's Durts you want to defeat, but I'm too goddamn sweet If you don't feel me, murder me Otherwise just leave, cuz you're boring me I'm hot, ten thousand degrees You can s** the D Some angels the rap disease It's Durts and Mr. Pennsylvania Press start for the next wave [Hook] (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Kiss my cross (Dance, dance, dance, dance) Kiss my cross [Outro: Jarrod & (Jackson)] (Ho-o-oly sh**, I'm sad and sick, angels come here) Yes, Grand Buffet, the undercover angels (Ho-o-oly sh**, I'm sad and sick, angels come here) Infinite lives, infinite bombs, infinite credits, minimum damage taken from walls And there's only one star needed to restore energy (Oooh! Brutal! Brutal!) Yeah! Definitely