Puff Tuff

I saw them, they're out there man Monsters [Aes:] Misanthropes puff tuff, buck up at your pigeonholes Normal Christian home at a distance behind his picket rows I was on a double yellow line Beached with a Lilliputian army to suffocate and divide Suicide kings on the 495, do the math, do or die, never knew to chew the fat Do his upturned, diamondbacks max flicker The only shutter speed he ever had to shoot his thriller was Winter 88, baby made a nest out of stories of Babylon and galactic unrest Caddy stack of rumors on the shoeless express Where you could read your epitaph before your foot even slips And I keep adding to this Rube Goldberg Mechanism after wacky mechanism loaded and holstered They operate accordingly, every bell and whistle had a trigger But not an ultimate goal to compose toward Amigo Study the mother of all Blitzkriegs Shoulda kept the lambs and lions in split screens Bitch please, panic will divide the herd at the vital nerve Drivers who tidy and Firebirds, I emerge Hayday like a symphony arranged in melee attacks Wake em where the mayday is at And when he stood up on the ledge where the pigeons guard the eggs His brain hollered jump while his dark heart said I walked through fire and did not get burned (x8) These are the slings and arrows that sing carols on Arcadian rain They're honeycombing kings and cowards the same Not exactly Sunny D and school plays Fluffernutter, baby carrots more akin to pacing parent doomsday Circle of abrasive parrots placed inside a room stay to Duplicate the moves made, say form of lazy on some gladly pay you Tuesday Two would follow suit into the crew suede But you would rather lose it all than mutate Weapon revvin up, worms through your segments up Bedlam as the leper section bed off through the lapel chump And you were sweating bullets on some irony is golden With no commitment issues in the moment Itchy finger crispy when a morning you were open Spin of liquors frozen ill of fortune down from any chamber chosen And when it clicked instead of banged The little breath that fled his fangs Was drenched in the belief that you had hoped no one had noticed But--this is not a competition of the damned All Plebs broil equally, no idiosyncrasies That secretly would climb up out of the silver foil Where the skippys pitter-patter past the sleeping killers coil One man dogs playing poker yoke a harpy up One hand on his heart like his bubble juice pocket car key tuck One long mile of dog fence Got him kicking a hornets nest until the sidewalk ends I walked through fire and did not get burned (x8) [Rob Sonic:] Puff Tuff Puff tuff