Under the Rug

Hush hush zip swallow your tongue dry
Greet you evening then slide you the thumb drive
Hold secrets till the death or we'll all die
Help sweeping till it's under the rug, bye

Deception meet these hundred threads - corn husk
Each one of them wants nothing less than presence out the forefront
Where summer winds, meddling kids, drag in all their sources
Got muddy boots, ugly truths, studied every paw print
Life, from front to end no pun intent it's just a corpus
Typed, filled with tidbits hidden in the eyes of corpses
Sleight, of handshakes to successors of the fortune
Bridal plans await for the marriage of these forces
Waddup
Its the ministry of truth bitch
Kill Kennedys, and enemies, then tell ya 2+2 is
The letter z, you trying to leave? lobotomies conducive
To stopping speech, property of posses that are ruthless
Polly wanna a crew cut? arm you with a shotty
To go body any nuisance
Clean up in the lobby filled with commies get the Hoover
Uber secret hobby tell somebody then I shoot em, so

Hush hush zip swallow your tongue dry
Greet you evening then slide you the thumb drive
Hold secrets till the death or we'll all die
Help sweeping till it's under the rug, bye
Hush hush zip swallow your tongue dry
Greet you evening then slide you the thumb drive
Hold secrets till the death or we'll all die
Help sweeping till it's under the rug, bye

Hush hush this operation Ajax
Trust us, we'll keep the oppositions wayback
Drop the 60 stacks and then go topple major players
Swap the incumbent for a puppet that cashes paychecks
Cha ching - we'll catch ya later
Booty call a coup d'etat then rule as a favor
The baby's mom that plays along and makes you hate your neighbor
Follow Raytheon on Patreon in case we need to save ya
Hey Ya - just say when
We'll step in with our Stetsons and then make your steps our playpen
Question any method let the messenger just play dead
Then we'll leave the spot spotless only thing left is the fragrance
You know us
We're Tony Clifton singing old songs
Our faux pas' to chop a dissident with bone saws
Koch bros got the digits to the old phone
Not Nakamoto but we keep on the low low, so

Hush hush zip swallow your tongue dry
Greet you evening then slide you the thumb drive
Hold secrets till the death or we'll all die
Help sweeping till it's under the rug, bye
Hush hush zip swallow your tongue dry
Greet you evening then slide you the thumb drive
Hold secrets till the death or we'll all die
Help sweeping till it's under the rug, bye