Lyrics:
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
grave
(Come on tell me that)
Someone tell me where john howard lives, I've got a flaming shitbag for him
Someone tell me where scott morrison, I've got
The sky falls in chunks of flaming drywall
The sacred flowers pop like fireworks
I read my holy book to try and find hope between the lines
I drink
flaming hand
I came across a letter
And it read: "To whom it may concern
sometimes I yearn for a life that is better
sometimes I wonder about death
manual is the evil that men do
I was raised in a nation of Asian
Hate shouldn't separate Jamaican from Haitian
So if you're givin' in your ears I hope
His eyes are flaming bloodshot red
With teeth of steel and spikes in his head
He flies in the sky and lives in the night
Smelling out another victim
bloody signature the Devil's knight
I could see in her eyes what she was thinking
As she came in & found me dining with the king
Now!
Read
path
Smoke loud straight pipe, exhaust breathe out straight gas
Got drive like a manual, bitch read the manual
You can't jack son my weed louder than
I was born on a farm out in Ioway
A flaming youth who was bound that he'd fly away
I packed my grip and I grabbed my saxophone
Can't read notes,
thought annual.
I Fucked with all the modules read the manuals
I go my hands dirty - got a manual (Emmanuel)
You talking to a animal
I do business with
to a halt, the ground cries
Spit sparks speak to the streets
The skid marks are replies
Read discussions of what we rode through entrenched in the vocals]
a true-to-life nigga like Pee
Get beat over your head wit gun handles
Check the manual you went about it all wrong
We put you on the life, taught you how
records, old luggage, you ill with no rugged
You shoot and we spray, kill off them old buzzards
We love it, can't stand it, you read, the Wu Manual
We
about only you and me
I am a garden and you need to garden me
I wanna talk about dark foggy ocean cause
I read in a book once that that's how you learn
me what to do"
I haven't read the manual and I'm so cold
And in the end he called tech support
And asked them where he had gone wrong
They said he was
your company
I'm begging please read the manual
Before you turn the key
I could not say that out loud
But i got my chest puffed daftly
The message
could touch the face of the gods iæ?? trade my ear
I ran all the way home
To read the words carved in cement by my house
(it says) "live the life that you
the sun
I felt the sun
Shining on your face
I saw the moon
I saw the moon
Flaming out in space
I read this book
I read a book
About Orpheus on fire
I'm the sharpest one
But manuals I come with clearly read "I cut"
So you're not fooling anybody
We all know that you couldn't be here out of love
But it seems you wanna flirt with me instead
Or the body language I have read
Or the compliments you have said
Radiating like a meteor shower
Your
lives
Slightly faster than your neighbor
Run, run, run for your lives
Don't you worry, read about it in the paper
Run, run, run for your lives
Newly
should’ve read the
Manual that I came with
'Cause now I’m just taking out my friends
I’m just taking 'em all down
I was just takin 'em all down
I was burning
Say I don't care but I'd hate to have to steer without you
Ain't read no manual but I keep changing up these gears to find you
May take years to find
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