Current incarnation of "We'll Be Crucified," slated for the upcoming THIS MOUTH IS AN ASHTRAY release of "Shibboleth"
lyrics
I've got two big hands,
and I've got nothing wrong with me.
Set out for no coast with a bottle in my satchel,
gonna conversate with an inverse lobotomy
We make no demands.
For the detriment of the colony!
hatchin' schemes, sleazin', city street dreamin'
gonna constellate the abated catastrophe
We make no demands (wait to bomb iran)
American hate hatchery.
A nuclear Japan,
Seventeen's schoolgirls seeming sad to me.
These holes in our hands
two shoplifted rosaries.
We make no demands
we'll be crucified for our faggotry
and you'll be crucified for your bigotry.
Drinking a beer before you get out of bed. Never showering. Waking up with strange marks and hating the State. Is there hope? Probably not. But there's definitely more beer and endless libido. THIS MOUTH IS AN ASHTRAY
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