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son anthony - nail bomb lyrics

[verse 1]
check whose got his wits about him. eat a bag of d-cks if doubtful
creeped out by the outwardly things that people see from out with
scoundrel sounding off to get the heat from out his head instead of reaching for a scalpel to proceed to start the scalping
i was out there in a cabin surrounded by woodland critters
we were singing about dreams then it started getting cloudy
the animals weren’t happy with the visitor approaching
took the snack from queen grimhilda in disguise then and the apple then spit it back in her face
claimed it’s lacking of taste
said “if that’s your plan to waste me, bake an apple crumb cake”
for i am doubtful, but a tactful word could save me a sp-ce
in this residential environment of tiresome days
got this running like it’s clockwork
nocturne imagery supplied me with a backdrop to add top gimmickry
civility aside, i abide to what you’ve given me
which isn’t a whole lot. i digress, cue the chivalry
won survivor on the island of misfit toys
noise makers still comprise my linguistics
it’s just loud gibberish with shaolin slang
it’s sufficient and i don’t need a hook to catch you fish with
this dimwit has clothes and tailcoats in his armoire
black chucks, lose change, grad cards from hallmark
all this and more gathered from the misadventures
which has a left quite the impression like the use of the hard r/

[hook]
everybody come and join the movement
it’s a brand new groove. you can do it too
throw your hands in the air then slide to the side
first you move to your left then you move to your right
put your front foot out then put that foot back in
next you do a little spin and then you shake your hips
when you learn the routine, go and show your friend
once you’ve done it together you two can do it again!

[verse 2]
caught between the cl-ssy and the cl-ssless
the aristocracy has no tolerance for baskets
that’s it! decided to rebel against the b-st-rds
whilst i sit upon the john i read a lenin pamphlet for answers
who’d ever thought a book could define me?
when i looked inside, my name was next to text that read “kindly”
though if you look close you can find me like a cl-ss with -ssigned seats
i’ll be right behind “benignly”
with all the pressure adding up while i’m on home territory
i find it wise for me to relocate like i’m low-era bowie
never said i was hero, but when battling disaster
as a lodger out of college who is void without a master’s
still exploring all the vastness of this futuristic present
have to p-ss this peasant status so i don’t end up as past tense
impressive you’ve managed to make it up this far
but theres a hundred other rooms ahead instead of just one
incarnate of squall leonheart looking for my rinoa
to hold hands with just in case i feel alone in the dystopia
maddened by most opiates
the misanthrope arises when he’s had a few around the outsiders of his life
despite the slight differences of social and secluded
to confabulate with others isn’t easy when you’re muted
but you knew this
never mind, i’ll share a disclosure
that i’m quiet til spit then it’s a nail bomb explosion

- son anthony lyrics

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