Quarantine
Chillin, bobble-head on the hood
This green is to me, what
A Vegan is to wood
Got the good
Could and should
Did and done
Havin' fun
Puff and run
Puff and run
America
Hysterical
Kicking back while the clerical
Conglomerates tip-toe over
Wet cement
Concrete and discreet
This foundational segment is complete
Master of the kif delete
Any of those pesky anxieties
Pious fleet
Dyin' sheets
The color of dead
Rosey red
In a bed
With horse head
And a friend
Chris Hansen and HIM
But don't forget to get thin
Oreo tooth grin
It's said a butcher of kin
Is like a slayer of self
A damned purveyor of hell
Got sick, trade it, get well
Got that foot, feel that gel
Buddy up with Keenan and Kel
To go on a mission
An exodus to the kitchen
And Aromatic clouds will permit this
And don't go actin' so helpless
An allergic to shellfish
Spittin' shit is your motto
But you can't drum like DeMato
An auto-god among musicians
Played it through all conditions
Stood up for positions
Until the sickness
Stole him away
Lived to fight another day
In another realm
He hop-skotched to ride a hog
Down a clouded highway
Tattoos of his past lives
He rides any-fuckin-where
Any-fuckin-time
He always thrives
In a new form
So reborn
This release
From this flesh suit
That binds us
Lawyers lawsuits
Can't fine dust
Talkin' ashes to ashes
Talkin' ashes to ashes
And dust to rust from the heavy metal
Structure of
Lives of love
And painful gloves
Housing hands
That bulls shove
And bear plans
For care packages
Home lozenges
Lone, let the hubris
Tempt you to
Fuck it up
Can't get caught
Can't get touched
By the eyes all around
They just be starin' me down
I got j-jelly arms up
And my knees hit the turf
Can't comply but can't run
Can't escape walls and guns
Quarantine me and mine
I got some special shit devised
To dig a hole with butter knives
Down to China
Free to ride
These walls are collapsing
And this planet is our new abode
Better meet your new neighbors
It's gonna be a while
Shark in the bath
Splishidy splash
A genie wishin' for cash
A banker kissin' my ass
Fisher fishin' for vision
Of their fate
On their death bed
Glider high
Sneak out just to get
A little something from the store
A million toilet paper rolls
Just for fun
Cause why not
Don't forget the water
Too good for tap
Too fancy to wear a cap
Run a lap
Can't get dirt on your sneakers
Imagine that
Bitch, check the map
We're so lost
Shit
We might get home
But at what cost
Let's throw a Donner party
Wanna see what I taste like
With barbeque sauce on me
Can't forget, like ridin' bikes
And crispy thighs of
Chickens drip with grease
In memories
Feel the cold
See no lock
Can't find the door
Don't feel the shock
Know time don't stop
Though money and markets
Cease to flop
Feel the cold
See no lock
Can't find the door
Don't feel the shock
Know time don't stop
Though money and markets
Cease to flop
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Know time don't stop
Though money and markets
Cease to flop
Over from monopolistic
Strangleholds
Opportunistic
Fool's gold
Grow old
Try not to be over eighty
In Italy
Pay rolled
Don't fold
Hammers drop
Shit's sold
Pawn shop
Get told
An action so bold
Cept where were they
When logic was doled out
Sold out
Sold out
We in crisis mode now
Crisis mode now
Crisis mode
This green is to me, what
A Vegan is to wood
Got the good
Could and should
Did and done
Havin' fun
Puff and run
Puff and run
America
Hysterical
Kicking back while the clerical
Conglomerates tip-toe over
Wet cement
Concrete and discreet
This foundational segment is complete
Master of the kif delete
Any of those pesky anxieties
Pious fleet
Dyin' sheets
The color of dead
Rosey red
In a bed
With horse head
And a friend
Chris Hansen and HIM
But don't forget to get thin
Oreo tooth grin
It's said a butcher of kin
Is like a slayer of self
A damned purveyor of hell
Got sick, trade it, get well
Got that foot, feel that gel
Buddy up with Keenan and Kel
To go on a mission
An exodus to the kitchen
And Aromatic clouds will permit this
And don't go actin' so helpless
An allergic to shellfish
Spittin' shit is your motto
But you can't drum like DeMato
An auto-god among musicians
Played it through all conditions
Stood up for positions
Until the sickness
Stole him away
Lived to fight another day
In another realm
He hop-skotched to ride a hog
Down a clouded highway
Tattoos of his past lives
He rides any-fuckin-where
Any-fuckin-time
He always thrives
In a new form
So reborn
This release
From this flesh suit
That binds us
Lawyers lawsuits
Can't fine dust
Talkin' ashes to ashes
Talkin' ashes to ashes
And dust to rust from the heavy metal
Structure of
Lives of love
And painful gloves
Housing hands
That bulls shove
And bear plans
For care packages
Home lozenges
Lone, let the hubris
Tempt you to
Fuck it up
Can't get caught
Can't get touched
By the eyes all around
They just be starin' me down
I got j-jelly arms up
And my knees hit the turf
Can't comply but can't run
Can't escape walls and guns
Quarantine me and mine
I got some special shit devised
To dig a hole with butter knives
Down to China
Free to ride
These walls are collapsing
And this planet is our new abode
Better meet your new neighbors
It's gonna be a while
Shark in the bath
Splishidy splash
A genie wishin' for cash
A banker kissin' my ass
Fisher fishin' for vision
Of their fate
On their death bed
Glider high
Sneak out just to get
A little something from the store
A million toilet paper rolls
Just for fun
Cause why not
Don't forget the water
Too good for tap
Too fancy to wear a cap
Run a lap
Can't get dirt on your sneakers
Imagine that
Bitch, check the map
We're so lost
Shit
We might get home
But at what cost
Let's throw a Donner party
Wanna see what I taste like
With barbeque sauce on me
Can't forget, like ridin' bikes
And crispy thighs of
Chickens drip with grease
In memories
Feel the cold
See no lock
Can't find the door
Don't feel the shock
Know time don't stop
Though money and markets
Cease to flop
Feel the cold
See no lock
Can't find the door
Don't feel the shock
Know time don't stop
Though money and markets
Cease to flop
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Treatment
Treat them
Treat me
Save me
Know time don't stop
Though money and markets
Cease to flop
Over from monopolistic
Strangleholds
Opportunistic
Fool's gold
Grow old
Try not to be over eighty
In Italy
Pay rolled
Don't fold
Hammers drop
Shit's sold
Pawn shop
Get told
An action so bold
Cept where were they
When logic was doled out
Sold out
Sold out
We in crisis mode now
Crisis mode now
Crisis mode
Credits
Writer(s): Skyler Meany
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