Cage

Cage - Stripes

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[Cage]

Beer cans and cigarette butts cover the floor day

Half gone, he sleeps scared pregnant teen in the doorway

Watching him sleep clutchin' her belly, little feet kick

to send the teen back to the toilet, spent her last week sick

when little Billy feed her ground up Jesus powder

would've beat her louder if it would've pushed the fetus out of her

Father in the making, crooked M.P. forsaken

The military cop that sells H to bring his cake in

She shaking, praying her labor kicks in before

The doors kicked in for them brown bricks on the floor

I mean, she could tell you exactly how the gutter taste

Father to her kid in custody right when her water breaks

Snitched on his compadres for a few more runs

And the irony in giving a stuffed rat to his newborn son

Dishonorably discharged, no jail time in court

Told to pack his family up and go the fuck back to New York

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Fuck Bill Murray, not the actor, the deadbeat dad the smacked

then left her with rats after he snapped her

The bastard inventor that bent her backwards in winter

with her back against the wall, she can hear death singing in her

With her back against the wall, she still head death singing in her

[Cage]

She's scared to leave him, convinced somehow she really needs him

Back in New York her prison of pain and Billy's freedom

Holdin' her baby, he'd say crazy shit to break her

When she fell asleep, he'd escape her wits end and wouldn't wake her

He'd sneak out the wallo in it role model to shit

That put his Christian scientist father in debt

Gave him his first stroke, he refused his medication

'Cause it went against his religion, he'd rather his lord take him

Through stroke number two and start withering his flesh

Then lay the emaciated world ware two veteran to rest

Left his family debt turmoil and wreckage

And his grandson to scatter his ash over the U.S. Intrepid

Then little Billy plummets to his knees, still numb from it

Held his kid by the arm with a shotgun to his stomach

When threats to destroy what he created get tucked away

when he looks in his son's face to see he might grow up to say

[Chorus]

[Cage]

Needle through the skin again, inject the rust and cinnamon

Pull off the tourniquet, load up the shotgun and sentence him

He knows that there's a bed in hell waitin for him

But he aint been sane since he started huffin chloroform

WIth his shit decorum, he lets off shots the neighbors say shooters

Into the phone to Middletown police and state troopers

While every family member on th premises runs from death

Greeted by dozens of officers with guns and vests

His suicide by cop sweater on get low

Is told to the crowd watching him shoot thru the window

His son clutched in his mother's arms, unaware it's the end

They bring him out in handcuffs but never to be seen again

[Chorus]

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