Let 'em Come
(专辑: Distraction Pieces - 2011)
[Pip:] When it's cold, we bite the
top of our zips, Pull it up with our teeth till it covers our lips Then exhale central heating for the
weather beaten No feet are beating, this street in to stand by us like Will Wheaton Walking these streets with that distant stare No one likes us but we don't care Maybe our kind don't fit round here Our minds find conflict round here See we choose to cruise a
route that ain't paved with gold So our shoes don't slip they stick and grip this road Our tools are ink slicks that we engrave and mould For an end goal you maybe can't spend or fold We won't settle for unsought careers Or forty years of salty tears Like a
battered up mix-tape with a
long faded label When I'm old and decaying I'll be decaying and able [Hook:] If the
bad times are coming, let 'em come Let the
death drum break the
slump Before the
once young braves succumb The
Fickle flicker of desire expires If the
bad times are coming Let 'em come, Let 'em come [P.O.S:] Bad times coming Bash up a
castle I
know the
zoo keeper Line em up Lions on em I
haven't slept yet Ever, crust Kickin up dust Leave em sickin up rust colour Let it come Let em run Let me laugh at it Smash like it's rampage Live it up Grasp at it No pill for the
whirlwind coming Let it come Spin with the
rush no fun till the
times up Run against the
flood All stroke no float For the
hope for the
coast pump blood Stump fuckers on the
daily Dump lungs Volume is up Watch em hush for the
lump sum But not around here Around here we steer clear Of holding our tongues to stack funds When bad times come it's like some old news New shit Choose yours New whip or brick? Thank you [Hook:] If the
bad times are coming, let 'em come Let the
death drum break the
slump Before the
once young braves succumb The
Fickle flicker of desire expires If the
bad times are coming Let 'em come, Let 'em come [Sage:] Quality home life, Living a
lie now Take it to the
road certain women would lie down Haunting images I
witnessed in my town Are floating through the
night with a
knife and a
white gown Gotta dig a
bigger hole But I
can never climb out, just burrow and burrow Or stand on the
high ground while pulling the
sky down Wait for the
high tide and try not to drown You're waiting another day with eyebrows furrowed Just say what you gotta say... like right now, fucko Or pipe down bucko, I'm doubting what many say "Why do you think they call it a
burrowing owl anyway?" Feed the
lion despite what the
sign says Act defiant and impolite to my friends While making side bets in a
risky gamble Save the
wild sex for the
filthy animals I
switch the
channel if the
nature turns mechanical Become detached like your snake mandibles The
slack jawed yokel is practising his cat calls It's got the
lab rats bounding off the
padded walls [Hook:] If the
bad times are coming, let 'em come Let the
death drum break the
slump Before the
once young braves succumb The
Fickle flicker of desire expires If the
bad times are coming Let 'em come, Let 'em come