Angel Duster

A little toast for the no ones

With a nod to the masters

To the ones with the riches

From the ones who the rags fit

A little smoke for the gone boys

A little nod to the spirits

We're still here runnin' round screaming

They're still here pointing and laughin'

Don't walk away when I talk

I'm tellin' you

Turn around mister

I got a permanent bop

Who the hell do I think I am not

And I'm twice as hot

As about half of hell

I get lighthouse lit up

Get down diduck

The boy got a barracuda bite

You can tell

Got hope for the living

Got prayers for the dead

In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head

Got kush for the pain

Cause the world is dangerous

Driven great men insane

Anchor themselves with angel dust

Somewhere between love and lust

A nut get bust

And a baby get made

It seems that trouble trouble us and follow us

Like all our days

In every holy book it says we suffer that's what it is

So riddle me this from the womb to the tomb why do

We fight to live

A little toast for the no ones

With a nod to the masters (rtj)

To the ones with the riches

From the ones who the rags fit (rtj)

A little smoke for the gone boys

A little nod to the spirits

We're still here runnin' round screaming

They're still here pointing and laughin' (rtj)

Got hope for the living

Got prayers for the dead (rtj)

In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head (rtj)

Got kush for the pain

Cause the world is dangerous

Driven great men insane

Anchor themselves with with angel dust

You say you wanna be my leader

I think you wanna be my God

You say you on the side of the righteous

I say I'm gonna hang with the wrong

There's truth where the filth is

There's lies in the law

You want a whore with a white dress

I want a wife in a thong

You love fear and division

I ain't fuck with your symbolism

I don't give a fuck about power

I'll pluck an eye out a pyramid

Cut a ear from a mouse hat

Go van gough on a house rat

Find another mind to devour

Motherfucker I'm really not hearin' it

A pope is a fraud

A church is a lie

A queen is the same damn thing

You should pray to your fake God that she die

God really exists I tell you like this it reside inside

And anybody tell you different, just selling you religion, tryin' to keep your ass in line

I kill my masters

I mentor none

That means when I die that's it

My style is gone I'm a one of one

One half of the great rtj

Defeated the odds went to war with the gods

Earned all our scars and came back straight

A little toast for the no ones

With a nod to the masters (rtj)

To the ones with the riches

From the ones who the rags fit (rtj)

A little smoke for the gone boys

A little nod to the spirits

We're still here runnin' round screaming

They're still here pointing and laughin' (rtj)

Got hope for the living

Got prayers for the dead (rtj)

In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head (rtj)

Got kush for the pain

Cause the world is dangerous

Driven great men insane

Anchor themselves with with angel dust

Angel dust

Angel dust