MAINT REQD Lyrics
| Song | MAINT REQD |
| Artist | Sage Francis |
| Album | Copper Gone |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Hook:] | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We'll burn it at both ends, it's safe to assume | |
| What doesn't consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| Burn it on both ends, we're hoping and praying for rain | |
| [Verse 1 - Sage Francis:] | |
| Listen, a lie is just a lie if you believe that they'll believe it | |
| Otherwise it's some sly legal speak so we keep our secrets | |
| Our rap lineup in a silk robe | |
| They prance around the home like princesses obsessed with kissing every toad | |
| But ain't no prince here | |
| In fact, I had to slay the dragon I was chasing for the warts to disappear | |
| And dissect the frog, cut through the fog and do my thing | |
| In the land of the pigs, the butcher is king | |
| This is two-hundred and sixty pounds of ground meat in a town sound sleep | |
| Countin' cards while they count sleep | |
| Now I'm on a sacrificial lamb, it's collapsing an iron lung | |
| Had to remove the mask and ask what kind of trash am I among | |
| Caught in the widow's web the black spiders spun | |
| Taking a beating so ancient that it's basically a tribal drum | |
| I'm seeing stars and constellations | |
| Seeing warning signals in the Universe's dashboard they're all saying | |
| [Hook:] | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We'll burn it at both ends, it's safe to assume | |
| What doesn't consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We'll burn it on both ends, we're hoping and praying for rain | |
| [Verse 2:] | |
| Paint me like one of your French girls | |
| Use my neck as a scratch poster, rip out every last one of them red curls | |
| Knit me a sweater with the intestines of attention whores | |
| Of no expectations of the tribe I'll have to settle for | |
| Circular logic is foul talk, mental sex for sport | |
| Abuse me like customer support (I'll be your tech support) | |
| I'm sorry to hear you're having problems | |
| It must be difficult, let me see if I can help you like--figure 'em out | |
| Have you listened to Biz Markie's "Just a Friend" | |
| Have you tried turning me off and back on again | |
| If you Make-A-Wish on a foundation there's maintenance required | |
| All I ask is you be careful when you state what you desire | |
| They say Satan is on fire without breaking a sweat | |
| All that pagan shit is tired so I'm taking a rest | |
| I met my date at the pyre she was shorter than I like | |
| But wore a dress that's as long as the night, then I saw the light | |
| [Hook:] | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We'll burn it at both ends, it's safe to assume | |
| What doesn't consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We'll burn it on both ends, we're hoping and praying for rain | |
| [Verse 3:] | |
| Yeah, I’d settle on a bed of rusty nails instead of roses | |
| ‘Cause a song by any other name is so earnest, so forth | |
| So what, I got blood on my mattress | |
| Got a harem full of knife throwers who use my back for target practice | |
| I fucks with them | |
| types | |
| Inherited this cutlery along with the scars, they all look alike | |
| Used to write confessions in between the lines | |
| And used to wear long sleeves so no one else could read my mind | |
| Now I exercise my right to bear arms when I write words | |
| The last polar bear taking a last stand on a melting iceberg | |
| Where nothing is exclusive—when holding confidence | |
| Sex could get abusive—but everyone consents | |
| Anything that’s lucrative—gets reduced to checks | |
| And now you’re wondering where your fair share of the bit of profit is | |
| Sorry kids, the piggy banks depleted | |
| Had a million dollar smile, but not the pretty face that’s needed | |
| I’ve seen torture but I’ve never tapped a bottle or twisted the cap whenever they passed the forty | |
| I’m fat boy disorderly nothing fun about obesity | |
| But recently, I toyed with it morbidly | |
| Cordially invite you to the incredible, mind that bends metal | |
| No spoon is safe, no fork is too special | |
| Essentially we all know how the story ends | |
| How heavily the plot twist depends on a little bit of | |
| Maintenance, maintenance, maintenance | |
| [Outro:] | |
| My house bitches lololololololololol |
| Hook: | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it at both ends, it' s safe to assume | |
| What doesn' t consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| Burn it on both ends, we' re hoping and praying for rain | |
| Verse 1 Sage Francis: | |
| Listen, a lie is just a lie if you believe that they' ll believe it | |
| Otherwise it' s some sly legal speak so we keep our secrets | |
| Our rap lineup in a silk robe | |
| They prance around the home like princesses obsessed with kissing every toad | |
| But ain' t no prince here | |
| In fact, I had to slay the dragon I was chasing for the warts to disappear | |
| And dissect the frog, cut through the fog and do my thing | |
| In the land of the pigs, the butcher is king | |
| This is twohundred and sixty pounds of ground meat in a town sound sleep | |
| Countin' cards while they count sleep | |
| Now I' m on a sacrificial lamb, it' s collapsing an iron lung | |
| Had to remove the mask and ask what kind of trash am I among | |
| Caught in the widow' s web the black spiders spun | |
| Taking a beating so ancient that it' s basically a tribal drum | |
| I' m seeing stars and constellations | |
| Seeing warning signals in the Universe' s dashboard they' re all saying | |
| Hook: | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it at both ends, it' s safe to assume | |
| What doesn' t consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it on both ends, we' re hoping and praying for rain | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Paint me like one of your French girls | |
| Use my neck as a scratch poster, rip out every last one of them red curls | |
| Knit me a sweater with the intestines of attention whores | |
| Of no expectations of the tribe I' ll have to settle for | |
| Circular logic is foul talk, mental sex for sport | |
| Abuse me like customer support I' ll be your tech support | |
| I' m sorry to hear you' re having problems | |
| It must be difficult, let me see if I can help you likefigure ' em out | |
| Have you listened to Biz Markie' s " Just a Friend" | |
| Have you tried turning me off and back on again | |
| If you MakeAWish on a foundation there' s maintenance required | |
| All I ask is you be careful when you state what you desire | |
| They say Satan is on fire without breaking a sweat | |
| All that pagan shit is tired so I' m taking a rest | |
| I met my date at the pyre she was shorter than I like | |
| But wore a dress that' s as long as the night, then I saw the light | |
| Hook: | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it at both ends, it' s safe to assume | |
| What doesn' t consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it on both ends, we' re hoping and praying for rain | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Yeah, I' d settle on a bed of rusty nails instead of roses | |
| ' Cause a song by any other name is so earnest, so forth | |
| So what, I got blood on my mattress | |
| Got a harem full of knife throwers who use my back for target practice | |
| I fucks with them | |
| types | |
| Inherited this cutlery along with the scars, they all look alike | |
| Used to write confessions in between the lines | |
| And used to wear long sleeves so no one else could read my mind | |
| Now I exercise my right to bear arms when I write words | |
| The last polar bear taking a last stand on a melting iceberg | |
| Where nothing is exclusive when holding confidence | |
| Sex could get abusive but everyone consents | |
| Anything that' s lucrative gets reduced to checks | |
| And now you' re wondering where your fair share of the bit of profit is | |
| Sorry kids, the piggy banks depleted | |
| Had a million dollar smile, but not the pretty face that' s needed | |
| I' ve seen torture but I' ve never tapped a bottle or twisted the cap whenever they passed the forty | |
| I' m fat boy disorderly nothing fun about obesity | |
| But recently, I toyed with it morbidly | |
| Cordially invite you to the incredible, mind that bends metal | |
| No spoon is safe, no fork is too special | |
| Essentially we all know how the story ends | |
| How heavily the plot twist depends on a little bit of | |
| Maintenance, maintenance, maintenance | |
| Outro: | |
| My house bitches lololololololololol |
| Hook: | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it at both ends, it' s safe to assume | |
| What doesn' t consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| Burn it on both ends, we' re hoping and praying for rain | |
| Verse 1 Sage Francis: | |
| Listen, a lie is just a lie if you believe that they' ll believe it | |
| Otherwise it' s some sly legal speak so we keep our secrets | |
| Our rap lineup in a silk robe | |
| They prance around the home like princesses obsessed with kissing every toad | |
| But ain' t no prince here | |
| In fact, I had to slay the dragon I was chasing for the warts to disappear | |
| And dissect the frog, cut through the fog and do my thing | |
| In the land of the pigs, the butcher is king | |
| This is twohundred and sixty pounds of ground meat in a town sound sleep | |
| Countin' cards while they count sleep | |
| Now I' m on a sacrificial lamb, it' s collapsing an iron lung | |
| Had to remove the mask and ask what kind of trash am I among | |
| Caught in the widow' s web the black spiders spun | |
| Taking a beating so ancient that it' s basically a tribal drum | |
| I' m seeing stars and constellations | |
| Seeing warning signals in the Universe' s dashboard they' re all saying | |
| Hook: | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it at both ends, it' s safe to assume | |
| What doesn' t consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it on both ends, we' re hoping and praying for rain | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Paint me like one of your French girls | |
| Use my neck as a scratch poster, rip out every last one of them red curls | |
| Knit me a sweater with the intestines of attention whores | |
| Of no expectations of the tribe I' ll have to settle for | |
| Circular logic is foul talk, mental sex for sport | |
| Abuse me like customer support I' ll be your tech support | |
| I' m sorry to hear you' re having problems | |
| It must be difficult, let me see if I can help you likefigure ' em out | |
| Have you listened to Biz Markie' s " Just a Friend" | |
| Have you tried turning me off and back on again | |
| If you MakeAWish on a foundation there' s maintenance required | |
| All I ask is you be careful when you state what you desire | |
| They say Satan is on fire without breaking a sweat | |
| All that pagan shit is tired so I' m taking a rest | |
| I met my date at the pyre she was shorter than I like | |
| But wore a dress that' s as long as the night, then I saw the light | |
| Hook: | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it at both ends, it' s safe to assume | |
| What doesn' t consume the flame, the flame consumes | |
| MAINT REQD, push through the pain | |
| What the flame does not consume, consumes the flame | |
| We' ll burn it on both ends, we' re hoping and praying for rain | |
| Verse 3: | |
| Yeah, I' d settle on a bed of rusty nails instead of roses | |
| ' Cause a song by any other name is so earnest, so forth | |
| So what, I got blood on my mattress | |
| Got a harem full of knife throwers who use my back for target practice | |
| I fucks with them | |
| types | |
| Inherited this cutlery along with the scars, they all look alike | |
| Used to write confessions in between the lines | |
| And used to wear long sleeves so no one else could read my mind | |
| Now I exercise my right to bear arms when I write words | |
| The last polar bear taking a last stand on a melting iceberg | |
| Where nothing is exclusive when holding confidence | |
| Sex could get abusive but everyone consents | |
| Anything that' s lucrative gets reduced to checks | |
| And now you' re wondering where your fair share of the bit of profit is | |
| Sorry kids, the piggy banks depleted | |
| Had a million dollar smile, but not the pretty face that' s needed | |
| I' ve seen torture but I' ve never tapped a bottle or twisted the cap whenever they passed the forty | |
| I' m fat boy disorderly nothing fun about obesity | |
| But recently, I toyed with it morbidly | |
| Cordially invite you to the incredible, mind that bends metal | |
| No spoon is safe, no fork is too special | |
| Essentially we all know how the story ends | |
| How heavily the plot twist depends on a little bit of | |
| Maintenance, maintenance, maintenance | |
| Outro: | |
| My house bitches lololololololololol |
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