Food, Clothes, Medicine

"Fuck me!"

Two shoes chewed up, colluded with the feuds, rogue, veterans

Food, clothes, medicine

Wheeled it out the smoke stack factory trained to capture in the zoo's ghost predators

Food, clothes, medicine

I think I thunk a bunk colony could possibly amuse grown delegates

Food, clothes, medicine

Peace, the whipper-snapper generation greet 'em with a full blown pistol pull

Food, clothes, medicinal

Variety, for every plastic orange bottle

The tarnished pharmacy labels chafed in abrasive pockets

Suit the hell hounds with blades and chain lengths

For the dead walk a little less clumsy than you think

Hunger pain, chump change tell it to how his belly get

When bourgie hopes hellions,

Food, clothes, medicine, alumni,

Bum, I got the skin on the teeth between my fingertips and stellar

Let's bet it melts together

Let's get these men some shelter

Three hots and a cot with Quaaludes

On a pillowcase left on an ultimately cordial gesture by the staff, (Staff)

It's a bath house for brave soldiers

When they coordinate to fornicating whores in maid's clothing

Sip a hot mocha, kick-up-chug up to the apple box,

Frankie says, "Relax", 20 says he snaps, safe wager,

Hell, 90 percent sensitive jubilee,

Never returned to brag about that fish bigger than you and me

Walk on glass, cruise cloaked residents

Bang on doors, food, clothes, medicine

United we stand to all our parties click,

I divide and conquer cause frankly I'd rather sit

We saw them rat races, machine or man, sprocket or fat laces

Hatchback of flashbacks from a heyday full of bad blazers

Now Major Aes route the following order

To all his crew's chromed generals,

Food, clothes, medicine.

Walk on glass, bang on doors,

Talk all trash, hang on whores

Walk on cash, bank on wars,

Like food, clothes, medicine, it's yours

It's yours, it's yours, it's yours

We role tape protocol on a ring finger neighbor to peruse gross negligence

Food, clothes, medicine

Martyrs leak faster if the carver tweaks the dagger, 90 moves choked citizens

Food, clothes, medicine

Well y'at's a quick example accept as commitment's castle, cool, dope, excellent

Food, clothes, medicine

It's tough to legislate when scum tongue down a dinner plate of booze, coke, heroin

I'll bite the hand that feeds

Chew the steak and spit the knuckles back

Stitch 'em up and give em dap, before his brother's rubberneck

Iron chef Lithuania christen kitchen stadium

With chicken and mass serotonin drifting into gravy-dom

Save me some, scallywags hold your breath

The curmudgeon's gun dusty like the road to death

Bag a pin stripe my lizard kisser no kill switch,

Just a guilty gizzard wanna recommend a pill slip

I wipe placenta off my face in the height of the disco era

Cruise through liquid bubble gum, fever, death, and Christmas sweaters

Through juice saccharin fast food studied holdin' cliff's notes vendors

Now holds a bachelors in training ninjas to tip toe better

These are them sham city kidney kicks to the loose bolts

Belly ache-killins for claim who stand iffy on food, clothes, medicate

Pollywog, hug a spot lit with bigger lizards

In the land of hot milk and honey with stingers in it

Zinger!

Jimmy to jist up, check ya tip cup

Mother's watching babies near to preachers keen on fist fucks

Keep your schnoz clean, ears open, chopper zipped up!

Food, clothes, medicine, cause hungry, naked, sick, sucks!

Collide with worker ants, with autobahn inertia dance,

And curb them harp love bugs by the cursive final curtain clamp

Another savior with his foot, cold, stuck in his mouth

I played that who knows, food, clothes, fuck it, I'm out

Walk on glass, bang on doors,

Talk all trash, hang on whores

Walk on cash, bank on wars

Like food, clothes, medicine, it's yours

It's yours, it's yours, it's yours

Food, clothes, medicine