Clickety Clack
(专辑: Human The Death Dance - 2007)
[Hook] Clickety clack, clickety clack Gather my things, and I
quickly attack Sword in my sheath, knife in my back Keep enemies closer than where friends are at Rose in my mouth, the
petals are black One armored suit, the
metal's intact Come fully strapped with a
skull wooly hat Just picture that, clickety clack Now I
find my location and unfold a
map My index inspects it and follows the
path My horse is on loan, and I
borrowed a
staff From some mystical wizard, I
will give it back But I'm off to the
races, my face has got cracks Worn out and weathered like a
red leather mask I've been through the
storm, future, present and past Light as a
feather, swift as a
cat Cold as a
rock, you know not what you nicked from my sack Little bastard, you'll get skinned for that And you'll swim with the
fishes once I
finish this task No strings attached, clickety clack [Hook] Kicked myself in the
ass for not bringing my axe But I've got the
flash paper and one single match Light won't escape me, a
fire will catch You'll beg and you'll plead, you'll scream and you'll scratch But nothing can save you, you need to relax I'll keep you alive for a
while, feed you scraps Love you like you deserve love, with some smacks A
kick and a
slap, clickety clack It's no longer personal, I'm simply detached From what's hurtful, I
need to keep my business exact Separate beings, I
can see our differences are vast And I
can't bridge the
gap, clickety clack Built a
rickety raft out of twigs and some grass And I
made it to shore just before it collapsed Salute to this mission, take swigs from your flask Tilt your glass, pick your poison, I'm poised to be fast On your scent, picked it up just by sniffing the
tracks Kept my ear to the
ground and heard snickers and laughs Adding insult to injury for your criminal acts Now the
cost of your freedom is a
liberty tax [Hook] You should have known better than to be mingling with rats Got a
lead to your shack from some gypsies in the
trash Cryptic interactions, I
asked them to stick to facts Made a
trade and gave them everything that I
packed Now there's a
brick through your window, kid, sift through the
glass Notice the
note in which the
brick was wrapped Explaining that I
know how you're quick to the
dash But it won't be very long before you slip in my trap Like a
moth to the
flame with its wings in the
wax It's hard to escape with your limbs in a
cast Your heart will deflate when your wrists both get slashed And gradually I
snap these synapses in half Magnificent crescendo, the
cymbals all crash You'll pay for your deeds, but we don't accept cash We will mix and match this for that, tit for tat Gonna get it, get it back, gonna getcha getcha back [Hook]