Momentary Lapse of Reason

Lyrics

[Chorus: Goretex] Cruising autopilot, the virus Asleep at the wheel Momentary Lapse of Reason Sneak up on you then peel Street cleaner So emotionless, allergic to fear Often stage using symbols to interpret the real [Verse 1: Goretex] Priceless, the smirk on my face from purchasing slaves Lifeless, so it's uncertain if she squirming or dazed She's on the drug farm Cooperation rubs off days I don't follow religion Church is just a club for the gays A kid racket, burn the priest for being a faggot Altar of sacrifice Pack knives and scalpel his cabbage Choke cannabis, sick voyeur Slick with the camera fest Sorority chicks Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test Tapping the best tit stars and filthy amateurs Sexual deviant with a penchant for killing actresses They call me Fat Mattress When another vanishes Hanging off banisters Human remains backed to canisters [Chorus: Goretex] [Verse 2: Goretex] Trying to break bread and get dough My killer goons, it's on with the show The villain like I'm Willem Dafoe Hit the mall like it's Fast Times We flash signs, blast nines Dash pass me the Emmys sniffed it on half-time Checkerboard Vans Thugging like we Dog Town She's swingin' from the hooks in her tits I took her corpse down The four-pound heavy So eager to please When I blackout on fat-ass sluts like Nikita Denise The green air is dense My days are filled with vile events Bombin' MC's forever give me strength The kid's immense, you should know by the belly Canarsie to Flatbush Back to the Carnegie Deli [Chorus: Goretex] [Verse 3: Goretex] You can't be trusted Your whole squad be swallowing custard Take X together Then rocking stretchy pants and cufflinks Alien tunes, bags of shrooms David Blaine, levitate the room Uncle Howie prism, Dark Side of the Spoon Sick enough to get a chemo shot for rush Quick enough to slip a chick dick after she conked on dust Zombie haze Likes bukkake and cups and bloodlust Robbing the punks in drop tops and cock for lunch Service animals Fine young things Tongue rings, drug kings Tattooed her pussy with Gore and love wings Fun things, Ronny sent me two slaves in a chest I'm the combination of twelve steps and a serious mess [Chorus: Goretex]