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flight distance - blanket party lyrics

[verse 1: bender & (patience)]
ayo, i crawled out the gutter like, “who could stop me?”
boots in concrete, just had a nap with luca brasi
the boogie man -ssumed a human body
illuminati, brainwashing dimepieces to do my laundry
a mutant zombie adonis, my mind’s disgusting
squeezed the fat lady skinny, making handsoap from the liposuction
too vile to function, deplorable, horrible
cave-dwellin’ villain huffin’ nitrous with the oracle
heavy fluid on these chickens actin’ plenty stupid
machete music teddy nugent bust a semi to it
i’m so sincere, there’s a party over here
now go and wash your filthy hands and get in line to stroke the beard
(and yo, for real just when you think the coast is clear
is when that bullsh-t you’ve been pushin’ closes in a total sphere
i don’t believe i ever met a soul to fear
and when i throw you down a flight of stairs your girl can hold my beer)

[chorus: bender & (patience)]
and it’s on like ah ahah ahahahah
(it’s on like ah ah ah)
and it’s on like ah ahahahahah
(said it’s on like ah, ah)
and it’s on like ah ahahahahah
(and it’s on like ah, ah, ah)
and it’s on like ah, ahah, ahah, ahoh, ohoh woah woah woah

[verse 2: patience & (bender)]
i like the type of girl with a flask of vodka tucked under her stockings
and i’m a swamp thing, slobbering on your prom queens
off my dog leash, wandering through a swap meet
hauntin’ the aisles, walkin’ with wings, no paul mccartney
i’m old as f-ck, but i’m never growin’ up
40 winks from a coma by the time i sober (ober) up
it’s so redundant, crack moses knows what’s up
i saw a fl!ck of him motorboatin’ a homeless chick on photobucket
i’m just siftin’ through dope production
of no particular use, picture me as an old curmudgeon
known for nothin’, a co-dependent
so pathetic in my depends but copacetic
(i get r-t-rded when i get r-t-rded
if you hear me ramblin’ on, the odds are i’ve forgotten how my sentence started
i’m private pyle with a face of death
make my bed, shave my head with my bayonet and wait for morning like)

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