Lyrics

[Verse 1] Bye-bye buoy duly versed in the who's who of zilch Filth flaunt blondie, stoned soup spoons and guilt Voodoo and bills at the swill of the surf For the riverbed of sister's sledge Wilson and worms Shipwreck a lexicon mayday and more Tough mudda' cummerbunds vacate the floor Pray space before there were steeples and stones And they heads full of shit put bleach in your bones Creased in your ghost, thorns in your paws In the burden of your keep being mourned at the mall It's a small world after you gеt asked for it all And give it just a pick if you get wagonеd or walk There's magic involved, just sleight of hand Some people who may need to pick you up by your plans And some others that will try you, design you as dumb But they're just buying you some time to decide who you love I advise you to duck, cover your cake Them strangers don't look nothin' like the ones at your wake And a hundred who raise, just a dime to a drake When you divide them by the tongue of all fucks that you gave Tough to a pain, but harder to earn Excuse me miss, I insist that you pardon my perm Cause I'm gard'ing for herbs, guarded and dumb The rocket ship piñata at the party of none [Chorus] I'on'know shit but I know how to read The writing on the wall that nobody needs And howling at the moon won't temper my tea And every shepherd with a pepper know it's better to breathe [Verse 2] Up all night, God's speed, keep your day job Blow punk, house up, cowed up, Baywatch Lunchbox heavy, got him lost at the buffet Bombshell blondie sloppy script on her cupcake One way mirror here's a fortune to fold In a corp for every orphan that is boarding the boat Sorted the soaped, my brand new scent So it's hard for you to smell him when he stands on his head Sanding the deck, washing the car Thought you never tossed the baby for a box of cigars But the toxins and tar are part of the deal When that shit that isn't home makes it harder to feel Barking is real under the deck Marking it with paint while he huffing the rest See the guns are a threat, don't know how to aim So they hit whatever's closer that will shoulder the blame [Chorus] I'on'know shit but I know how to read The writing on the wall that nobody needs And howling at the moon won't temper my tea And every shepherd with a pepper know it's better to breathe I'on'know shit but I know how to read The writing on the wall that nobody needs And howling at the moon won't temper my tea And every shepherd with a pepper know it's better to breathe