Nocturnal Combats

Nocturnal Combats
[Love Your Scientists] Wont you love your scientists please/feed them whatever they may need/keep them fat like your mom/your mom is a lady with a generous ass/make them build a rocket ship/to a new planet for us to live/ this one has already gone/to the gutter like your mom/I could be the one who loves you/I could be the one who cares/about you and the distortion feeding back into the air/My hair looks great tough balding its still great hair/I could pack oh so light/but a Marquez book its a must have/ Its gonna be along trip/ baby you could learn how to strip/ and I could work on better rhymes/about not tripping when stripping trips turn mad/we will have space for all/except for your mom/that bitch is staying home/You should had known you had escalators on every mountain you ever bought to read your heavens/ And are this palms this palms I've always known which I stare and for sure will hold my forehead for so long/ I got my burgundy obsession with clothes/Love your scientists love them you must, love your scientists I love them with song/[Non Branded Kind] You know I'm right I love to eat you when the world is round/and wash you down with some tea some tea for you and me a do re mi fa sol la si do/You know I'm right I love to eat you when the world is round/or when a first meets a next when a line meets and end when the time is right I'll eat you dry/You know I am right I love to eat you when the world is round my darling/You know I'm right I love to eat your pussy all the time/and wash it down with some tea some tea for you and me a do re mi fa sol la si do/You know I'm right you got a spine that heaven stamps in the fingers that keep you and me as siamese dual two of the non branded kind/I wont cry forever I wont smile forever I wont frown in heaven no no I wont cry forever no no no…..I surely wont I surely wont/[When I was An Atheist] I stood in disorder and I did it all for you/you wouldn't bother to turn around for me/What can I do what can I do, I got the holly mother fucking blues/A figment of desperation you felt as real as the day/when I fought for the right answer but your reign could not be saved/What can I do what can I do I got no sincere need for you/But I'll remember you where truce truly lies I'll remember you when in doubt/On my last hour I'll repent and call your name/but here with strength and logic you were the greatest placebo [Traicionera] I swore you heard the last of me but here again my anger sings to you traicionera/My bitterness just wants to march to any place where you may stand and reproach you traicionera/I drank and drank when you left don't need you back at all/But nowadays I hear your name I'm weaken by false hope/What is right is what should be its wrong to chase the 'you and me' its just you traicionera/I lost you a long time ago I don't care if you come or go yet its still you traicionera [Politicosh] I got a tube sox stapled hanging from my jaw/Django Reindhart blasting in my boom box/Well I'm singing from my heart/Scrubs make me laugh/I'm strumming my strummed guitar/ rhyming to the wall/I'm cool as a pop sickle dipped in artic ice/chillin not worrying about the sense in my rhymes/Im a mestizo's mestizo who hasn't gain enough/to draw lines in continents to lose the place where I stand /[Rallies And A March] After rallies and a march I wasn't seduce by revolution/Theres no changing of guard just a commander for my television/History has been harsh to the will I've once petitioned/I lost track of God when I made her my religion/Anchored and attached I'm just a domesticated vagabond/For all that I can say I know compassion is not to be reasoned/It hurts me more than a bit my pride won't let me be and tell you how much I need you/You claim to be a Guevara soldier but you are just too well fed to relate to relate to relate/ [I Need A New Muse] Maybe tomorrow if its not too late I'll be there for a while with nothing to say but its true I walk with my shoes/And you can tell me we do belong together forever just seems too long but its true I need a new muse/I am very sorry I am very sorry you are no inspiration I need a new muse/ [All Will Be Fine] All will be fine as long as you are mine/No one can say theres other ways/While you are here I'll be sincere/Is for you to say you wont go away [The Intention Is Art] Theres a gun on me a gun on me cause the printed word fired its ink/In anarchy a ramson's fee is the news that yesterday did not bring/You're so pretty oh my dear I'd like to take you home/ Your the kind of girl I know I'll forever love/You're so pretty oh my dear what else can I say when ever you come around I turn so red/ so give me what I want so I don't have to lose control again/Today I saw a tree with herpes Its branches must have been too lazy/to keep you away when you humped it/And its a lazy Wednesdays with the New York weather of our century/I may just start to mumble with too many words for me to fumble/Oh dear only what have you done? This is madness, madness is what we got [Seconds Or Centuries] Girl you think that all my lines are wack/you heard it all before I'm just another guy/but I hope to be the one who you would share your carrots with in exquisite nights/I just want you to be my girl in my dead silence you know you are there/For you girl I'll learn some Devo songs and sing them in keys which only you would know/I like your bike and curly hair I even like you when you say lets just be friends/It wont be long now it cant be too long seconds or centuries are short/It wont be long now it can't be too long til I call you my own [A Bit Insincere] Better days have come when I'm not so alone/for you are here but you seem to be a bit insincere/I don't know how she does it but she does, she sways me to believe everything is alright/For this days have brought the same in different clothes/with the urge to lean where I use to be before you came in/Always thinking of her I'm glad she is mine/Only thinking of her when I shouldn't have/Better days have come when I'm not so alone/for you are here just as long as you will be here [I Don't Steal My Meals] I don't steal my meals just deal with the ugliness of my face/the eyes the nose the scars and the crooked teeth that greet anyone there is to meet/anyone normal I have envied/Its a farce the steps the years I've dedicated to self esteem/if once more here again I've turned into the 1989 mess/in the 1989 bed tortured by the dice of fate/You've got no right to tell me I'm wrong.


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