Mico Rison IV

Don't try to conspire
All bastards are liars
I'll put out your fire
Let go of your head

Mico Rison
Thinks he can breeze in
This kind of a party
Without an invite

Playing the goat
In his black leather coat
He'll slick back his hair
And bite off your ear

Speaking so harshly
His words come out nasty
He'll drink all your nitrowave
Then slam a beer

Now they're all scared but he doesn't care
Mico forgets what they think anyway

Now they're all scared
But he doesn't care
Mico forgets what they
Think anyway

Yet he confesses
A big mea culpa
He cleans up the messes
And says a hail Mary

She reigns from the sky
Because she wants to fly
But Mico knows she's not
A goddess at all

So Mico turns vandal
He blows out he candles
Throws on a skullcap
And blesses himself

Now they're all scared but he doesn't care
Mico forgets what they think anyway

Eating is pleasing
But so is high treason
The big guys in capes say that
Mico's OK

So this is forgiveness
He says with a smile
With a gun to his head
And his lips on a pill

With a flick of the wrist
Mico throws back his head
Slips into dead
As his face turns to red

Now as they roll
The credits will fae
He slips of his chair
And into the dust