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Whack New Zealand MC's from New Zealand. No record contract, no respect, no props.
We eat chocolate.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,528
Peak in subgenre #45
Author
Crayon The Elastic
Rights
Unsigned Corp
Uploaded
April 01, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
A 50/50 failure:sucess experiement in my first professional recording. Contains self-loathing and directed hate towards others.
Lyrics
VERSE 1:
say hello sunset, tip ya crooked halo/
as freaks and animals lay low, to prey on unsuspected payloads/
just one over the road from where, greed and en-vy sparred/
but iiii repackaged it up, with a little bow and a greeting card/
get another headcase fuckup elevate your use-by date/
season selection fumble over, broken composure to replace/
papercuts that lacerate, stop lookin in my mirror with pride!/
he reinvented the wheel just to get rolled over by it, and died/
ask granma to cross stitch another dream in her rocking chair/
grey hair, she'll make sure the square flower pattern never tears/
everybodies a princess, but not all slippers are glass/
the remaining were bought for four dollars in a plastic bag and smashed/
and now i lay me down with the hyenas/
i pray the lord comes complete with in-house dry cleaners/
and if i die in this dusty bracket/
the world will inherit one more busted up stussy jacket/
SO PANIC, or throw me to the pack of wild cards, with shards/
elasticity snapped when vanity got stretched too hard/
8989, signup my failure continuation/
evactuation of rainbowed ends n ebola lined vaccinations/
immunity, litter moving me to fight over that golden nipple/
find me in the dictionary between confectionary and crippled/
that pom-pom is frilly, banqueted feast on pitutory glands/
we can all dress in drag and hang with the stolen baggage at disneyland/
think of me when ink blockades spill, throughout your journals/think of me
when playpen friends get amnesia and, sunlight reverts nocturnal/
when overcooked eggs grace the ceramic plates, WAIT/beat about
the face by an unbaked waste of space, why not think of me?/hmmmmmmm
thankfully, this fuckin sushi bar closes at midnight/
best bail flight, in multi-coloured nightmare scape loitering/
endulge in a little food poisoning, lets trade ghosts/here
crayon will buy you a bag of rocks and you can fuckin see how THEY float/
BREAKER:
little white lies n insincereties no bother mentioning/
i take solace in the fact that it all ends eventually/
i take solace in the fact that it all ends eventually/
i take solace in the fact that it all ends eventually/
little white lies n insincereties no bother mentioning/
i take solace in the fact that it all ends eventually/
i take solace in the fact that it all ends eventually/
i take solace in the fact.../
VERSE 2:
so stop the redial, on this green mile, for a queer mousketeer/
i got the house cleared, but wasn't the one bringing out the dead/
so why not slap a restraining order on the looking glass and owner/
i'd be in wonderland by now if my baby-g wasn't broken/
THE MADDD, HATTER SURFACES don't be fooled by his dental plate/
these violets are a bitch to maintain but make good pot pourae/
god traded up intelligence for sell-out instead/
i'd take my adolesence back now, but Barney's already dead/LETS ALL BE FRIENDS! hey, nice halloween disguise/
if you're lucky you can stick around to see your own death twice (thanks!)
GREMELINS JUMP OUT, swinging from umbilical cords/
but the water used to divorce them rotted up the fuckin floorboards/
this one time, isn't for applause, surprised myself/
deprive my health, go out in a hailstorm of sega and porn/
something's scorned beside gothic funpark inventive/>>>
just a busboy waiting tables, without his fifteen percent tip/
ego a la carte, comes at a price, do you deserve it?/keep your
pyseudo security, fuck it up and find your own catering service/
WOW! hope and prosperity just rolled up to your door/but while
you were distracted, joke and decay lifted the safe outta your floor/
individual sentances echoing in cardboard boxes/
for eternity, while reverb alone can avalanche maturity/
and here's another thing that is random/
you got the wrong man, like bidding on Georgina Buyer in a bachealor auction/
juggle explosive concoctions, took all of the above from multi-choice options/
i'd rather throw away the key,
