Used Cars

Used coats, usurped thrones FUBAR crews out New York homes Students of a cruel world mutate room noise Illustrate Man as a food shaped chew toy Dwarf mode, shoes don't fit Wire cut grumpy, honey moon clothespin Fire bug, tummy bloody, blue-nosed pit I got ninety-nine problems, twenty-two is (oh shit) Yo I never don't trip, codenamed (oh shit) Cold brains in the bowl, got the game show rigged Oh sugar, the butcher and his readily unsettling Fury are impervious to conventional weaponry Undead Kennedy as heathen's hammer Stakes through the heart of the teens and campers Who came for the trees and the cheesy banter And they pray to the cross in between your antlers Oh Shit Used cars, glue loose parts Snake eyes take high noon too far Agent of darkness, arm of a banned surgeon Cellophane miracle, fish in his hand burning Sport coats with dough in both chins Rose colored hand on a lamb with Logan Heavy metal trench on the bench of his home gym With some green tea leaves and leaning like (oh shit) Coyotes in the crows nest, homie (oh shit) Toast petrified rowers on a bloated ghost ship Going rogue, in robes that double as mobile homes Wax in his stash and puzzling coat of arms A Bonaparte overcompensating When you're not saying nothing like an Amish station Tell God I said hi and to drop some Amens For the nicest MCs at the tapas tasting Oh Shit Used names, chew through chains Reptiles, crock pots, new Kool-Aids Uncool, but sooner haul his mission to the furnace Than casually evolve into the visage of a serpent Left home and acquired a slow twitch From working all night by the light of an old fridge Might be the lone kid that sold you the toll bridge For three grand flat, how's that for an (oh shit) Mary Mallon get dough shit, smoking (oh shit) Where the No King keepers individually Go Fish House in a tree trunk, steampunk goggles Pink hearts, yellow moons, green [?] waffles Steal out the box, leaving the store open Begging for forgiveness and needing a small role in Competing with all omens for a nifty prize Of a "Number 1" ribbon and a "Kick Me" sign Oh Shit