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jam baxter - vines - from album lyric book lyrics

[verse 1]

seems it ain’t gonna take me tonight
send my love to the lady in white
you can tell them all i’ll be back ready next summer
with the same blank page
just save me a slice
like ‘what have i done? who have i offended?
the skinny green b-tch with the pitch black lenses?’
frog venom flushed him, inspect the forensics
unzip a sky to a swarm of detectives
dry retches, purge me a river
sail every beached whale out of your face
you can take a hard left at the burning gorilla
swing a right at the ice cold mountain of waste
that sly snake and his feline bredrin
slipped a whole galaxy between my intestines
shot through a spiral of barbed wire fencing
a garrison of ghouls in the moonlight resting
who painted a billion versions of my face
on the curtains encasing the streets?
and sent that man in the bowler hat swinging through the folds
with a blunt blue blade in his t–th
not sure, sat there dead in the centre
are you aware that these ships are sinking?
burning sails blanket the water in embers
‘what’s with them tick green drinks you’re drinking?
man ‘llow me a sip, have you seen that chick
with the legs that stretch off deep in the distance?
infinite fishnet tights unfurled
feet draped in the fabric of boundless existence?
nah? guess she’s got commitments
cool’, i left a message with her people
turned my insides out shook them on the ground
like ‘come bruv tell me which bits aren’t evil’

[chorus]

[verse 2]

the chef in the checked suit mastered the b-tchslap
you gotta give it to the kid he got sk!ll
but he ain’t gonna keep a man locked in a corridor
l!cking at the walls all night nah chill
besides, i been seeing this serpentine sister
running that chirps like a right creep
running as she wrinkles and bursts in a sludge fiesta
as a lesson to a stripped down psyche
it’s bless, did that plump old woman just drop kick death?
did that mild mannered middle aged chick
just pull a pack of wolves from a hole in her toxic flesh?
must be playing that cosmic chess
you’ll never take the queen out
solid gold drill to the forehead
stand up scr-pe the weeds out
offer me a powdered world without limits
on a stained gl-ss plate in a house of vagrants
find every flaw in that well worn brain stem announced
on the tannoy in a crowded station
‘what a wash out, drop out, full time cop out
spent his time drunk on a lifelong long out
a circular slug trail smeared on the pavement , a rundown wasteman
a first round knockout’
who sent this amplified midget, g-ssing on a milk crate screaming?
twist his miniscule neck, neck another cup
you sure that wasn’t your tongue speaking?
bring them all out
an immortal mistress in a shifting amorphous mask of our crafting
swans in spinning in webs of white light
unraveling a reel of answers in p-ssing:
‘this is the hand you were dealt
use it to swing out or strangle yourself
use it to rip away realms of existence or use it to build them’
candles that melt into blackness fl!cker in the midnight madness
you ain’t gonna see that road to damascus
live amongst humans or live amongst actors
your choice
they got this whole sh-t backwards

[chorus]

i ain’t even two cups deep, so we ain’t even half way finished
watch life bleed through the cracks in a skyline
crawling with wide eyed spirits
and you ain’t gonna peel that face off
unless you wanna down that chaser
rolled up and shot through the night on a cannonball
tell them all i’ll be back later
i ain’t even done with it yet, i ain’t even halfway finished
a billion and one t–th chew through the sky
life bleeds through the cracks in these bite size minutes
and you ain’t gonna peel that face off, sat picking at the raw data
flung through the night on a cannonball tearing a hole in the sky
peace, i’ll be back later

- jam baxter lyrics

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