Scott Thorough - Monty Flython lyrics

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Scott Thorough - Monty Flython lyrics

From the top to the bottom to the top again Here we are, who we are, Nuclear, modern men Teach the kids to play a game that you ain't gotta win Better yet, you ain't gotta play, but still you gotta live And that's what you might call a paradizzox Walking down two streets in one pair of sizzocks I catch 22 birds with the same stone And still find a vacant wall and spray to make my name known It's all written on the subway Monday through Sunday, the runway is one way So when this thing takes flight You will know exactly why we used to break night Because something happens to the air, it is electric Thus it is no accident that we are on some next ish Everybody sleeping, abandoning their senses We gather fragments of the real and try to make some sense of it We was birthed in the darkness The first to depart, wrapped in furs and the parkas And perched like a marksman with darts for these smart kids That's marching towards madness, mayhem on a planetary scale Now, you could jot your own page, Canterbury Tale Or watch from your homemade sanitary jail But yo, how I see the only sane choice is Gather in the quiet of the night and raise voices CHORUS And it sounds so beautiful (beautiful) So God-damned beautiful (beautiful) And it sounds so beautiful (beautiful) Some days it's like I got so many brothers it's hard to keep track Especially when you factor in all the feedback Between the frequencies a lot goes unsaid We sleepwalk, arms outstretched, undead Not sure what we searching for Some kind of justification to explain what we hurting for And once we got that, we think we'll never let it slip And that's what everybody means when they say get a grip On bad days we don't know how to hold it Our hands are imperfect, flawed from the molding And if it slips and falls, it's not broken It's just fractured, like time moving backwards And if the rivers rose I would find safe pa**age With Nuk Fam over my head like I was Atlas With no practice, and no ad libs I will say it clearly, hoping that you hear me So if I said I love you, and you heard something else Let me know now and I will sever those doubts Cause there's one thing I ain't afraid to write And that's Nuk Fam literally saved my life CHORUS

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