The Mad Conductor - Cross Gates Estates - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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I used to own a place up in Cross Gates Estates 'Til the market crash left me flat on my face I was never broke before Now I'm soaking open sores in Morton's Forced to more important wars Currently my weather board says "Made in Ecuador" And snoring on the concrete flooring left me sore Plus I don't got a match to light the stove I gotta scratch stone to bone in Cypress Grove As a kid they read me fixed encyclopedias On daily news while vixens spiked the media I laid obediently in my cage until they said I made the age Then a butcher stepped forward and raised a blade I knew that he was infamous for missin' hits When kids with quicker wits resist his mission So I slipped between his legs and kicked his ankle As he did a split I strangled neck And with a twist it left a mangled mess My angle less obtuse in Mexico upon a hammock Drinking mango juice Seven cops around me sayin' "dame tu dinero" "Y las llaves de tu Canyonero" Now I wish I was in the states Instead of chained and stampin' plates I made one for me It says "CXG E-13 3" We're friends until the end and back Remember that And if you ever crack I'll be your mental medevac I recall standin' in abandoned factories about to fall To smash remainin' panes from out the frames Civil disobedience will clean your brain 'Til you revolt against the bolts that keep you sane Stare, seance in my lair Blarin' Slayer on my record player Everybody's there except the mayor Bombarded by the chief of police and his fleets We leaped from our seats and seeped into the streets Like escaped circus freaks I was deep beneath the murk asleep When the manifold burst a leak Eruption from the sewer, pure toxic Ecto-Cooler There's chaos in the town I hope we find a cure And once the skies are bluer We'll arise a newer colonized society Where all is quietly at peace, I hope the beast will sleep Long and sound beneath our feet And always let our island be I live a life with no steady rhythm But if you need to talk let me listen Even if my head is missin' When things are difficult like lighting matches in Chicago I don't go against the grain I follow And when things are chillin' like a lizard on my ceiling I'm never disillusioned in the feeling When things are difficult like lighting matches in Chicago I don't go against the grain I follow And when things are chillin' like a lizard on my living room ceiling I'm never disillusioned in the feeling
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