Hail Mary Mallon - Picture Day lyrics
[Hail Mary Mallon - Picture Day lyrics]
Here's a little something for
The lost and found if the mallon ain't on
Then we're walking out
What you talking 'bout? You can't be serious
Cause we don't even know what year it is
2000 and 1985
On New Year's Eve or the day we die
In a Ryder truck, with the trailer open
Protocol overall is lederhosen
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What you been doing
Soldering an organ from the '70's
Other hand harvesting the organs
Of my enemies if in pursuit of feeder fish
He forgo any pleasantries
Bonfires eating into ornamental effigies
At a odd orbit, not a part of the public
Part of a mob forged in worn carnival justice
Trust, that's what a playboy be on
One quarter straight, no save point respawn
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What you been doing
Gettin' Ziggy with it
Biting the hand that feeds Lenny
And Squiggy with it
Lord of the flies with more
Eyes on his pinky digit
I am Bobby Freedom, and this is 60 minutes
Tar boil, coil with hood spread
Gargoyle then foil the good bets
Part spoiled and loyally book bed
And char broil the soil with oily footsteps
Crowd of people
Yo the show's gonna be crazy!
Yo there's people here! I know bro
I can't even- I don't even know what to
Do we might actually save the alley bro!
Yo Wiz lets roll! Fundraiser Concert!
The lost and found if the mallon ain't on
Then we're walking out
What you talking 'bout? You can't be serious
Cause we don't even know what year it is
2000 and 1985
On New Year's Eve or the day we die
In a Ryder truck, with the trailer open
Protocol overall is lederhosen
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What you been doing
Soldering an organ from the '70's
Other hand harvesting the organs
Of my enemies if in pursuit of feeder fish
He forgo any pleasantries
Bonfires eating into ornamental effigies
At a odd orbit, not a part of the public
Part of a mob forged in worn carnival justice
Trust, that's what a playboy be on
One quarter straight, no save point respawn
Tell me, tell me, tell me
What you been doing
Gettin' Ziggy with it
Biting the hand that feeds Lenny
And Squiggy with it
Lord of the flies with more
Eyes on his pinky digit
I am Bobby Freedom, and this is 60 minutes
Tar boil, coil with hood spread
Gargoyle then foil the good bets
Part spoiled and loyally book bed
And char broil the soil with oily footsteps
Crowd of people
Yo the show's gonna be crazy!
Yo there's people here! I know bro
I can't even- I don't even know what to
Do we might actually save the alley bro!
Yo Wiz lets roll! Fundraiser Concert!