Kiln

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 From the tree house, you can now see the silhouette
 Greasy, poor, needy boy speeding off in a limo stretch
 Seedy talk, slow and low tow a comb through his widow's edge
 Sheepy dog lying for science dying and pillow pet
 Creepy still leaning on tire iron and lobby glass
 Forty-four, door to door, order more of them body bags
 Posse packed, corduroy, water toys and karate class
 I'll be back, Play dough with Beowolf in a Chachi mask (Copy That)
 Roger this, minor twist on a running theme
 Minus Dean, nominate pocket change for the other team
 Gutters cleaned, chimney swept, giving death for a colour scheme
 Egg shell over plain white, van dyke over hunter green
 What it means, forward ho, courts close to the watching eye
 Tears that's tenured and rendered for when his father died
 Anchored to his angled and tangled for when his pocket's lined
 Golden goose, holding two bowling shoes for his Columbine
 Hop a ride, tag along, add a song to your mini-mix
 Mega man, (meguavere?) razor set to his chinny chins
 Sixty-six, route down, moving down to the Dixie chick
 This monkey brought a weapon and heaven give him a pixie stick
 Is he sick, if so, make him hurl all the stuff he drank
 Hold his hand behind his back, get his hat and his money, thanks
 Once he blanks, stand him up, hand him some of the onion rings
 Tell him that he's good, get him Bush Tonic, Cutty Ranks
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 Side winders wind through fried wires
 In a room of hired primates climbing on typewriters
 Trying desperately to organize an alphabet in prose
 That would render them in drastically exaggerated roles
 I know I shouldn't care and I'm too old to play the dozens
 But admittedly I visualize some ultimate comeuppance with
 Heads on pikes and pikes on walls and hell bound knights who deny all involvement, it's awful
 Off on a tough blue huffy
 Got a bucktooth youth from an uncool cubby
 Who step inside the club like a statue crying blood
 Dance floor scattered, staff asking why I'd come
 Man... shamefully whichever way you cut it
 I was trying to impress some people I can't even stomach
 You'd like to think you're cool enough to not care if you're cool
 But the spirit gets distracted, the flesh is fucking cruel
 They drag you to the tempest extend you to the wolves
 This would be the time if you had any cool signature moves
 Escape artist careful not to spook the horses
 From zero to a symphony of molecules in orbit
 I never had a gold chain, never had a cold beer
 Had a codename and a moral code he hold dear
 Guts pecked out pigs snout gross beard
 A B C fingers stuck in both ears
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