Jam Baxter - Skooled By - SBTV lyrics

Excuse me for intruding in your piece of hell I wanna be at the table when the swollen world eats itself Grinning as its licking the grease from its starving continents Carving the word 'par' in my heart as I pa** the condiments Shred the documents, I slept gripping an iron bar Sent my mind touring the dark side in a hire car The lit neon sign just read: 'live a liar, die a star' So I arrived with my severed tongue in a giant jar A bar fly with a vile scar orders its seventh round The clandestine kids on the corners were selling brown And I was sporting organs that morphed into gormless orphans I taught to ignore the laws of this boring decrepit town They had the smack soup with them fat crack croutons. Damn I almost puked into my Lapsang Souchong fam Watching addiction rip the stitches out of introverts Is akin to clocking pigs in this city picking a kid to search It's bu*ters I skip dessert and rip the skys asunder Enveloped every atom, left my skin beside the puncture The drowning kitten orchestra begin their number To a riotous applause from the kids inside the bunker And everyday they grew less beautiful I'd k**'em but I couldn't find a suplex suitable A ma** of black suits swarm a moon swept funeral The eulogy was whispered by myself as usual So come we reverse time Drill a ditch, fill it with crude oil and dessert wine And we can take turns power sliding into the night Riding a shrunken block of ice and return surfing the world blind Link: www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_zuQT4eA74