Ink Blot Test

[Verse 1] Now tell me what you're seeing in the Rorschach I see trouble and it's coming on a horseback The four horseman, the sound of the war drums Awesome! What's your poison? Only really here for the short term Better let it all burn, might as well I see the devil in a short skirt, hot as hell Gotta bounce, do the Lord's work Sin or two before church And all will be forgiven over liquor and an hors d'oeuvre Poor little porcelain soldiers enforcing their Lord's will Faith in their holsters while angels and vultures circle the same And I'm smelling bullshit on both sides of the pulpit The cool kids smoke cigarettes And they sing a song of six pence Through a hole in their withered necks Strange lot, yin yang's got a grey tinge Big bang, go out the same way we came in [Hook] Set em up, dead em up, pick a weapon up Get it done. (x2) Fuck you man See I understand From atop a soapbox we're a bunch of ants Look, science got a brand new funding grant And made a test tube baby with guns for hands, Bang! Baby boomer, man could they get cuter? Yo, there's kids in the military That's why they call it infantry Every coo a fuck you in disguise Nice day, not a single mushroom in the sky But I feel so alone in the globe spinning So I jumped up and made a God in my own image Spun a gun around a sun Simple Printed up a couple of bumper stickers for the gift store Not sure what I exist for So I think by the wishful Drink by the fishful I got the devil in the details Bible in the porn stash That's what I'm seeing in the Rorschach [Hook]