Wax Wings
Lyrics
I don't give a fuck, it's all relative
Hella kids try to call me out 'cause I'm eloquent
Elephant, grey skin abrasions, something 'bout melanin
Donkey Kong talk, honkeys tonk elegant
Desolate rhetoric, politic, veterans
Bedouins, but I'll still better than them
Pacman jonesing for a pill, pops, better stop and take your medicine, yum
Self esteem pedagogy, put it all on a pedestal, fun
Smash a rental and run, no gas, leave it in the ghetto
Gun in the glove box, backseat stainless, smang it and fuck off
Baby name it Seamus and Guffaw...
Just don't be brainless, good God...
Suddenly man it's cool to be literate
Straight out the Bellagio acting belligerent
Your dick it's bigger than mine, I think it's a sign
Victimless crime, except for you, shoot up a school
Everyone's crying except for you, supposedly stunning
All emotionally stunted, like my daddy
Paddy whacked Dolph Lundgren in the stomach
Watching Caddy Shack, Groundhog's Day, relive it 'till the ratings plummet
Gaining weight and wunderkinds...
Wang Xiameg, Ramanujan...
Apathetic generation gazing at the void like it's buffering
Diet Sierra Mist, a heretic with a heritage
Derelict, broken window theory, call you 'parasitic'
God dammit, we're Americans, it's fair as shit
Stick a lozenge in, forget we're bombing some terrorists
It's embarrassing, herding sheeps is like a shepherd
It's hurting bearing these bonds, but Barry still holds the record
How'd it go from Nina Simone, Otis Redding
To coldest winter cokeheads in a coastal setting
Flying Dutchmen shipwrecked on Reddit
Honus Wagner with cul-de-saccharine water treading
We pee on peons, terribadders tearing bladders
Herrings of the red persuasion, Chekhov's gun is so distracting
Dang-nabbit I'm rabid you silly rabbits
This summer evening it's hunting season, Bugs is on the blacklist
No carrot and a stick, I'll tear your larynx with my dick
Stick a lozenge in, forget we're bombing some terrorists
God dammit we're Americans, determinism isn't real
Fuck poor people, satire don't have mass appeal
Love Guru, goody two-shoes, Mike Myers for hire
Scooby Doo dudes, it's Halloween, I'll slash your tires
Pacifier, bees in the trapper keeper with a bag of reefer
'Yabba-dabba-doo!' Have Reeses Pieces and a visa
Please sir, could I have some more, ET can't afford
Eating casserole from the gas and go, edit out the gun lore
Heavy handed metaphors, yo Gabba, grab the glory
Bask in poor peeps eating Baskin Robbins, watching Maury
Real trial, William Hung jury, William Tell me this
It's overt, sure, if I died tomorrow, would the world be over?
If I died tomorrow, would the world be over...
Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree
And they grew next to each other
And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say
"You're crooked. You've always been crooked and you'll continue to be crooked
But look at me! Look at me!" said the straight tree
He said, "I'm tall and I'm straight"
And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around
And the manager in charge said, "Cut all the straight trees"
And that crooked tree is still there to this day
Growing strong and growing strange
Writer(s): Thomas Costello
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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