Hail Mary Mallon - Horse Flakes lyrics

Well, some of the kids are giving us trouble
Like - like Dale Britz and Petey Jerrick i
Hate them worst we'll kill them first

Add up all the charts and exams
If it ain't what you are
Make a heart with your hands
I know, you skirted catechism
Snuck in the movie theater
Heard that a train had hit person
And left school to see it us too
Crush groove luscious from the wine rice
Kawasaki Fonzie from the to the limelight
Das Boot for a ticket taking
Blimpies to a goth chick
He met when he got water
And quarters at Billy's Topless
Back with a cyborg eye, four wives
Nine toes and the pieces
Of the tri-force high
Weird science settling away
Cleared by us on a diet of his
Pride and a Papaya King a day, ay
Be all you can and fore you
Stand to lose the source
Number all your blessings and your X-wings
That can use the force
Ball til you fall and I will give what I got
But all I got's a stupid
Mime and an invisible box
AR playing dumb, looking pretty dumb
Feel dumb, act petty, snacks at the ready
We operate the claws and offer
Up heaven to Betsy
Like the blood is flowing out his
Arms into the decks directly
Vampire, skin like a blanched primer
At Penn station placing his socks
On a hand dryer
Campfire, tell him tales with a funny look
Pulling out a snack with a traffic
Map and a bloody hook

I hope you're saving your father
And me for last but you're dangerous what?

Roll dice (what?) , dole out rice
Hose down outside, comb out lice
Might hunt, gather, master the winter
And put himself out to pasture, by dinner
Bag lunch, Cap'n Crunch, antifreeze
80 stories up now all the uncles
Look like ants to me steel girder moonwalk
Tell you I'm not paid enough
A fly motherfucker like Helen
Hunt doing angel dust
Now if the weed in your
Town was an Ewok brown
But there really wasn't ever
Any other shit around
Get comfy, get that money, get unseen
Walk in the door, fava beans get jumpy
Now if the shrooms in your rooms
Turn your walls to mountains
And your dog starts telling you
To walk without him
And he tries to fix your teeth
With some pliers and duct tape
Then you better watch your back and
Keep your eye on them cupcakes
I sometimes wonder if the
Future me finds food
Find future me wishing younger
Me would hide food
High noon, pacing in a tragic pageant
Take ten
Turn around and get them raptors active
Now all I really want is some
Love and my rent paid
Before I used to go buck and
Get cuffed at the Jet's game
And now I never see what I
Believe 'til my bed's made
Cause before I almost died over
A fucking cassette tape