Snooze Button, Gruesome Features

Jam Baxter
앨범 : The Gruesome Features

He slept through it bled fluids
Sank in it and swam to sea
Dreaming of his killer sticking stings in his hands and feet
Sharpening the tangled teeth twist them round his jaw liner
Skewered every organ glued loosely to his warped spine
His self seared griddled skin seems seamless
Never dazzled by their flashing LED Jesus
But the grainy jets of pressure spewing from a squeezed fetus
Sandblasted every sleepless second from the sea creatures
We the undersigned slumbered on the underside of HMS Slash and Burn
Sailing through the troubled sky
Face up in some swamp as millions of jungle flies slide down our nails
Curling ever longer up the vines
Electric blue dagger sliced his head in two
And now he's half asleep and half ejected in a petting zoo
Losing count of countless hopping sheep that never let him through
Screaming 'We'd be better off beheading you'
Guess it's true
I slept through it let's do it
Fill me in in four minutes
Spend the fifth spewing disbelief until my fourth Guinness
What do you mean 'it's all finished'
Fucking backstabbers
Which gang of youths slashed my hammock cut from bandannas
Haphazard hazy figure drifting in the warm brine
He left forty winking widows on the shoreline
I swore blind I never tasted evil as I stand covet
Then they saw the keys to Hell gleaming in my back pocket
What are these
Ah nothing
I'm above suspicion was
I dreaming drunk propping up the pub with double vision
'Till fate brought a pile of files plundered from a sunken prison
Every unforgiven act was cataloged and numbered in them
Look me up
He said it with the kind of crumpled arrogance reserved
for every squashed sack of scum that runs the battlements
And that was it
Top board chloroform belly flop trust
You'll have found a bed of tenners when that penny drops
I slept through it bet you it backfires later
Snoozing on the circle line tapped by a stranger
'I think you missed your stop' he said pointing at the carbon dust
Trust me I couldn't yam the tramadol fast enough
Parking up the spy plane puking on the dashboard
And cutting bits of ultra out the engine with a hacksaw
Is routine procedure when you're scratching at the backdoor
To every nightmarish situation you could plan for
I think I saw it aura start to end
Must have steamrolled my damn face across the stars again
I should have circled every murder merchant with a marker pen
So when they don a mask and start charging we can laugh at them
Oh well next time
Just hold this tonne of filth
I'm still reeling off the cascades of multicoloured silks
Just the moldy covered guilt for the twisted little glutton
I got a fist full of minutes when his finger hit the button
Gruesome Features
Sitting on the edge of it all pressed to the wall
Marinating in some sick sweet source evaporating
These patterns changing faster than the ill painted ill faces
Littered all upon them watching bill cages
Tick basic installation lifetimes of information's
Stored on the blemish of this illustration
Ripped invitations littered in a little basement
'Please attend a crash course in fitting into his equation'
Televised mission statement
The red eye reduction can't quell the dark
crimson irises behind the sunken sockets
Not a knife to cut them
Red hot giant mushrooms handshakes all round
High five fine eruption hiding London's undercurrents
Love to love them learn to leave them
One singular sun blushed eternal season
Reeling into distant futures fingers of forgotten ages
Prised off the shiny newer models confiscated
Fetch them at the end
Pixelated God's telescopic lenses sitting taking shots
The great grand electric killers never knock
Apart from when they're sure you'll let them in and let them cotch
Let them off
They're all just naturalised clandestine movements that tranquilise mutants
That sat inside eulogise yourself
And if you're speechless it speaks for itself
Deleted in a scream and a squelch
I sit in a circle where I filed a thousand solaces
Cycle spinning on a ship
Once I was an honest kid office in the sky house inspectors from the suited age
Who are they
Answer's on a postcard but who can say
Take these two a day
Have a lolly shutup
Of course you ate the pavement kid you had a shoddy run up
Drug up any wide eyed long of the tooth crude dreamers
Grin as the ballistic missiles shoot them through their gruesome features

그외 검색된 가사들

가수 노래제목  
Snot Snooze Button (Album Version)  
White Stripes The Hardest Button To Button  
The White Stripes Hardest Button To Button  
Down by Law GRUESOME GARY  
King Diamond A Gruesome Time  
방님 Snooze  
SZA Snooze  
The Features Some Way Some How  
The Features From Now On  
The Features Two By Two  
The Features Leave It All Behind  
The Features That's The Way It's Meant To Be  
The Features Circus  
The Features Exhibit A  
The Features Me & The Skirts  
The Features Blow It Out  
The Features Harder to Ignore  
The Features Situation Gone Bad  
The Features The Idea of Growing Old  

관련 가사

가수 노래제목  
Snot Snooze Button (Album Version)  
방님 Snooze  
SZA Snooze  
Jam Baxter Brains  
Jam Baxter Filet Mignon (Feat. Dirty Dike)  
Jam Baxter Tin Of Worms (Feat. Chester P)  
Jam Baxter Wings Cost Extra  
Jam Baxter Caravan  
Jam Baxter Incoming  
Jam Baxter Leash  




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