[00:13.92]Who's that walking with a hole in his head?
[00:17.58]Big bad Bazooka
[00:18.69]Tooth, I came to break bread.
[00:20.61]What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times?
[00:23.22]I tell 'em...... ah **** it, y
[00:25.86]I pull the elephant tranq out of my neck, gaffle a tank, count up the chips, wrastle the fangs off of my fist, flood a little soldier blood over the ogre acres on some holiday in
[00:35.73]Cambodia with motor home appraisers.
[00:38.07]Pagans fade into the kodochrome now, later with a lid to brow staple revisit the cobra loading zone.
[00:44.19]Molar foaming but he hold his own wound cauterized by the
[00:47.61]Zippo he had stole that afternoon.
[00:49.53]And my dog tags jingle by the monster island heart he built.
[00:52.77]Grew up with a
[00:53.43]Jug head crown tilt and tardy slip.
[00:55.77]Be all you can be just never soothed us.
[00:58.38]You lost me in that part about scrubbing piss with a toothbrush.
[01:01.50]Holler scum's lullaby.
[01:03.00]Live from the ultra-fly sham city bunker where the coldest cults multiply alarmingly.
[01:07.89]Hush little baby, timeout.
[01:09.39]The black market mockingbirds cannot sing a lick but lean to peck your eyes out of commission with love, out a tradition of wraiths pick on the visions that buzz, bet on the kitten's escape, solder the piston to pump out a veteran amplifier.
[01:21.90]And magnify through the same lens that set the ants on fire.
[01:24.78]Flush the
[01:25.26]Muppet hootenanny.
[01:26.37]Who could fancy honor circuit when the circle's every duke is claiming
[01:29.70]Trooper, scoop the food in pantry.
[01:31.17]Ante up, stupid.
[01:32.34]May delusion feed 'em roofie candy and pry the gold out of his tooth when laughing.
[01:36.60]Pocket all you can now.
[01:38.04]Block and lead the lambs down to the cold cutlery outfit.
[01:40.98]Slaughter beef and cow tip.
[01:42.48]Pour the chief some fountain soda, motor prone to pen the holy opus and pry this monkey off the scoliosis.
[01:48.00]Who's that walking with a hole in his head?
[01:51.03]Bazooka Tooth,
[01:51.93]Gemini, I came to break bread.
[01:54.12]What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times?
[01:56.58]I tell 'em fast cars, danger, fire and knives, lets go
[02:05.91]Fast cars, danger, fire and knives... (3x)
[02:08.37]I got her majesty
[02:09.63]Athena riding shotty wide-eyed
[02:23.07]Its like never mind the bullocks. (*******)
[02:24.72]Like every other week these hipster tabloids jumping on and off my dick pistol's bullets
[02:29.31]Like every other week he spins the bottle.
[02:31.44]Like every other week these ****ing fanzines forget if they spit or swallow
[02:35.31]Too bad your inner sheep never forgets to follow, cuz my inner greed to feed your hate for loving us is hostile.
[02:40.86]Fortunate for me it coincides with what comes natural, so the mongrels that
[02:44.61]I run with turn the ****ing yous into fast food
[02:46.62]Like a little freak sick of the 3 o'clock bully knuckle dust, nursing his last ************ner, finds the shoebox in his mother's truck.
[02:53.16]Tomorrow's extra curricular punching bag will finger daddy's widow maker out a brown lunch bag (bang!).
[02:58.65]This is where the hunch back snake oil peddlers stuck under the burgundy sky of spaghetti westerns tend to bubble up.
[03:05.37]Weathermen huddle up.
[03:06.48]Today the son of one too many 'yes sir's kings his checkers, watch the double jump.
[03:10.86]Back with a platter of hot leeches that'll drink up-every bloody drop down to the last diseases, it's
[03:15.93]A-E-S-O-P-
[03:17.76]R-O-C-K, the peak twister.
[03:18.87]Defender of the son of
[03:20.19]Vaughn Bode's
[03:20.88]Cheech Wizard.
[03:21.90]I used to pray the trea*******ents got easier with my aging like serotonin weekends was merely comedic hazing.
[03:27.84]Wrong, but along his travels located the key to world peace: “kill every mother****er but me.”
[03:34.26]You cool with that?
[03:34.83]Cool. Bang.
[03:35.19]You? Cool.
[03:35.97]Hang. You?
[03:36.60]No? Uh... bang?
[03:37.68]Cool. Sorry, dog, rules are rules.
[03:39.57]And too long have
[03:40.17]I followed yours.
[03:40.98]I'm trying to get them years back, and walk through every cipher with dynamite in a beer hat.
[03:46.11]Who's that walking with a hole in his head?
[03:48.15]Bazooka Tooth
[03:49.05]Krueger, I came to break bread.
[03:51.21]What's a troop's recipe for treacherous times?
[03:53.73]I tell 'em fast cars, danger, fire and knives.
[04:00.03]Fast cars, danger, fire and knives...
[04:05.46]I got her majesty
[04:06.96]Athena riding shotty wide-eyed