Jam Baxter - Eulogy lyrics
rate me(Verse)
Excuse me fo' intrudin' in yo piece of hell
I want 2 be at the table when the swollen world eats itself
Grinnin' as it's lickin' the grease from its starvin' continents
Carvin' the word par in my heart as I pass the condiments
Shred the documents
I slept grippin' an iron bar
Sent my mind tourin' the dark side in a hire car
The lit neon sign just read live a liar, die a star
So I arrived wit my severed tongue in a giant jar
A barfly wit a vile scar orders his seventh round
The clandestine kids on the corner were sellin' brown
& I was sportin' organs that morphed into gormless orphans
I taught 2 ignore the laws of this boring decrepit town
They had the smack soup wit them fat crack croutons, damn
I almost puked into my Lapsang Souchong, fam
Watchin' addiction rip the stitches out of introverts
Is akin 2 clockin' pigs in this city pickin' a kid 2 search
It's butters
I skipped desert & ripped the skies asunder
Enveloped every atom left my skin beside the puncture
The drownin' kitten orchestra begin their final number
2 a riotous applause from the kids inside the bunker
& everyday they grew less beautiful
I'd kill 'em but I couldn't find a suplex suitable
A mass of black suits swarm a moonswept funeral
The eulogy was whispered by myself as usual
(Hook)
Here lies yo every mortal enemy
Beaten 2 a pulp & packaged neatly in the cemetery
Regrettably, ya are now contractually obliged 2 sell yo tongue
Fo' 20 pence & shovel maggots in yo eyes
Now shake my fuckin' hand
Now shake my fuckin' hand
Now shake my fuckin' hand
(Verse 2)
Looks like I blew the whole shit up again, come we reverse time
Drill a ditch & fill it wit drug oil & desert wine
& we can take turns power slidin' into the night
Ridin' a shrunken block of ice
& return surfin' the world blind
Fine, let my face stew in the revelry
Boil amidst the madness & straight ruin the recipe
The breakthrough of the century
How can ya explain yoself wit a brain trained 2 melt
On command mewin' incessantly & when the whole world ate itself
I stayed 2 hear the famous belch ringin' round the dinin' hall
As unborn babies fashioned ice picks from ribs
& glued their hands 2 them with spit
2 stop them slippin' down vaginal walls
Bow 2 the head of the prang foetus club
Still in the womb with his head in his hands creasin' up
Sneakin' up, crawlin' out the gash & handin' each of us a
Pamphlet on why livin' isn't sweet enough
Sour vibes
Lather up & step out drunk
I've seen it all befo' & neva tore my flesh out once
Yo meal's been marinatin' in the sewer tied in tourniquets
So neva blame the waiters fo' yo dead-out munch
Fussy diner turned untouchable pile of mess
Compressed 2 a small spherical ball stuck 2 a wiry neck
The smile suggests it was added purely fo' the asinine effect of
Trickin' its recipients, shit, give yo eyes a rest
(Hook)
Here lies yo every mortal enemy
Beaten 2 a pulp & packaged neatly in the cemetery
Regrettably, ya are now contractually obliged 2 sell yo tongue
Fo' 20 pence & shovel maggots in yo eyes
Now shake my fuckin' hand
Now shake my fuckin' hand
Now shake my fuckin' hand
