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Ink Blot Test

 

Ink Blot Test

(альбом: This Was Tomorrow - 2012)


Now tell me what you're seeing in the Rorschach
I see trouble and it's coming on a horseback
Of four horsemen, the sound of the war drum
Awesome, what's your poison?
Only really here for the short term
Better let it all burn
Might as well, I see the Devil in a short skirt
Hot as hell
But I bounce, do the Lord's work
Sin or two before church
All be forgiven over liquor and an hors d'oeuvres
Poor little porcelain soldiers
Enforcing their laws, put faith in their holsters
While angels and vultures circle the scene
And I'm smelling bullshit on both sides of the pulpit
The cool kids smoke cigarettes (Yeah)
And they sing a song of six pence while holding withered necks
Strange light, yin yang's got a great tinge
Big bang, go out the same way we came in

(My ink blot test)
(I can feel it)
Set 'em up, did 'em up
Pick a weapon up (There'll be-there'll be no letting up)
Get it done
(I'll blow you away)
(I'm pitching well)
Set 'em up, did 'em up
Pick a weapon up (There'll be-there'll be no letting up)
Get it done

Look, fuck you, man
See I understand
From atop a soap box for a bunch of ants
Look, science got a brand new funding grant
And made a test tube baby with guns for hands
Bang, baby boomer, man, could they get cuter?
Yo, there's kid's in the military, that's why they call it infantry
Every coup will fuck you in disguise, nice day
Not a single mushroom in the sky
But I feel so alone and the globe's spinning
So I jumped up, made a God in my own image
Uh, spun a gun around the Sun, simple
Printed up a couple bumper stickers for the gift store
Not sure what I exist for
So I stink by the wishful, drink by the fish-full
I got the Devil in the details, Bible in the porn stash
That's what I'm seeing in the Rorschach

(My ink blot test)
(I can feel it)
Set 'em up, did 'em up
Pick a weapon up (There'll be-there'll be no letting up)
Get it done
(I'll blow you away)
(I'm pitching well)
Set 'em up, did 'em up
Pick a weapon up (There'll be-there'll be no letting up)
Get it done

(My ink blot test)
(I can feel it)
Set 'em up, did 'em up
Pick a weapon up (There'll be no letting up)
Get it done
(I'll blow you away)
(I'm pitching well)
Set 'em up, did 'em up
Pick a weapon up (There'll be-there'll be no letting up)
Get it done

(My ink blot test)
(I can feel it)
(I'll blow you away)
(I'm pitching well)

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