We make this something to remember, like the fifth day of November
While you count the fucking crows and bitch throughout a long December
Revving up this furnace now we feed em’ to the fire
Gotta teach these kids what time it is like Stringer from The Wire
Making mad examples, find you little punks insulting
Having revelations drunk like Bunk and McNulty
Figured out the whole thing, can see it’s all connected
Got a killer on the road beyond the doors of your perception


We keep it hyped as all hell with an ugly fucking world view
You couldn’t even start to fathom half of what we’ve hurdled through
Straight up murderin’ your silly never heard of crew
That does each other’s eyeliner while straightening out the curly cues
You look and act like Curly Sue, a brat that had a bad day
But don’t even exist now like crooks that go half way
Your shook………………like some crack heads at dice games
And one verse from you gives out five days of migraines
It’s time to migrate and take that flock of seagulls
To this worlds polar opposite and be sure I never see you
The Saint of Killers wrecking every sketchy buster
Plus a mind that’s merged with demons like the revered Jessie Custer
Preaching on while dishing out these daily verbal beat downs
Laughing when you talk about your credit on the street, clown
You’re going down bitch, way beneath the cellar
With a chance to see that light again as well as Helen Keller
Embellish these propellers of the helicopter circling
That stops corrupt conglomerates and cures the hurt with Percodan
Funny side effects, blurry things the mind rejects
Found a Bad Religion, feeling NOFX from Minor Threats
On a timeless quest, climb the grimy Holy Grail
Young and restless first to fall, the brave and bold prevail
The ships already set sale, you silly bitches missed me
So stay tipsy from your spritzers, I swim rivers filled with whiskey