tin foil phoenix – neopolitan lyrics
when the waitress walked by; she must have cuaght his eye; and at that moment he was mine; a little slight of hand and i had poisoned his bowl of neopolitan; what else can i say man? enjoy your ice-cream; murder is such an ugly word so i’ll use another if you so prefer; me? i like to call it art and art is its own reward; just ask burt ward, years of living in the shadow of the bat; but we’ll come back to that; right now let’s roll this memo out to the big boss for the next time you think i’m going soft; send some punk to try to knock me off; here’s a reminder you f-cking hind-grinder; with a cherry on top;
that i never lost a step; message to marcel;
in my paraphsychology; the ghosts they only visit me; mother it’s no bother there’s an angel on the shoulder and a demon upon the other; the tie always goes to the runner; ten quatloons on the newcomer; they always seem to remember that art is its own reward; yeah just ask burt ward; tell me he never felt like capping anybody; half a lifetime spent living in the shadow of the bat; like that has got to take its toll on you; take control of you; until one day all you have left to show; is the only thing for sure you’ve ever known; the art of an obedient carefully connected rogue;
that i never lost a step; message to marcel; and i never rubbed the bat; message to marcel
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