(now the evening has come to a close and I've had my last dance with you so on to the empty streets with me and it might be my last chance with you so
Translation: El-P. Fantastic Damage.
the propaganda had me When the design of modern culture is modeled after new (Sodom) Bottle and packeged with emotions for kiddies to get robotic I come with damage thats fantastically
One two Get behind the walls of new Roma, wanna buy the farm But the land's not yours to own? Who owns Police? Who holds floor grease on a sandy beach
(Pass me the tiger piss) I tunnel rat into the hidden habits of collage dog inferno No turning paths back(charlie attack!) The half man have orders to
(Burrrrp) Oh, yeah, oh, you son of a bitches (It gets so fuckin' crabby in this booth, man) (It's like 90 degrees in here) (Smells like cigarettes in
And you can tell that maybe time is out of joy my love So this is maybe just a SOS shrapnel, an echo of dead sentiment Measurement across the nothing
[El-P] I became toxic allotted in badly shaded cement fuselages of juvenile non-approval and loosely smoker's school cut abandonment Where great expected
walk on both hands backwards Moaning fantastic damage with her grill sunk in the mattress (that's my language) Rode at insane angles, all tangled up and damaged
(feat. Cage, CamuTao) [El-P: official] Yo, I touch with rusted clutch, then spun out of the dust and careen into the temples of automated destruct nanotech
Scorpio.. oliolioli-ohhh Man, I just wanted to say that [clears throat] Scorpio.. olioliolio-ohhh yo Hella fresh, welcome home, this is home plate
(Don't look now, we're coming..........) I plug the ladies in Mum kept the babies in Do right Do right Do right Do right Do right [x3] I plug the ladies
slit deep into the custom mods New York state of emergency Pamela's probably facin off Cling to the toon world bare into the amateur cater to the linoleum motion and text damagers
it sounded more confusing than that My priority was found under the arm of an economy-sized mousetrap I dedicate this to Matt Doo (thank you) My name is El-P
(F F) - A - A - N - N - T - T - T (Remember.. ) A - A - S - S - TTT - I - I (Remember.. ) C - C - D - D - A - A - M - M (Remember.. ) AAA - GGG - EEE
retton dismount Spin out of control to doctor basics Bladed secada wings offer awkward facelift Leak laser to fade shit [El-P] I splash commoner fragments
no harder if you went to school of hard knocks The grimy bitch, sometime be punchliney bitch So don't make me go there! (*starts singing to "the p
