Jam Baxter - Fantastic Man lyrics

Jam Baxter

[Jam Baxter - Fantastic Man lyrics]

Yeah thank you very much
Fresh right down to my tagliatelle guts
Bitch you're way too kind
Stay lathered in succes in
These strange new times

Fresh out the bath, face made of tweed
Liquidised brain on some rainmaker steez
Stained glass jacket with the platinum hood
Got the giraffe skin pockets full
Of acid and kush
Look sublime, barbed wire scarf velvet bally
Clean set of knives taped to
My teeth my flesh baggy
Stab happy tongue sharp
Chin chiselled features
Velour jaw sugar neck liquored up genius
Gas proof ear muffs muffle that fraff talk
Short back and sides racking
Lines on the catwalks
Jaw snapping eyes, role model musk
And a thousand yard stare to
Make the whole brothel blush
Dust out, lading in my radiant flesh
Moonwalking in my enriched uranium creps
Do the nuclear skank instantenous death
Check the burberry eyelids as they
Lay me to rest tree trunk fingers with the
Best dressed aphids
Kids ain't fucking with the flesh
Let's face it suck the respect from the air
Exhale smug bullets with exceptional flair

Slide out the yard, big bag of stuff
Rock twenty layers like the kids fattened up
My vibe hand stitched by
Sweating obese children
Packaged and crammed into an elegant beak
Silken smile, rich regalia, crude oil jacuzzi
Blood diamond iris, eyes bleed profusely
New bejewelled suit's smooth
Skin fitted loosely
Ruby guts basted in beauty
Pursued by a mass gash
Flash mob, chewing coins, guzzle gold
Picking dried blood and fake nails
From my rubber soles
Looks within looks like Russia dolls
Fill a cup of cold caviar
Rock a plush rubber skull, criss
Chairman of the strong vibe academy
Silver skinned midget with a
Steel shank hacking me a fresh slab of ham
From the psychedelly deli Henny
Pouring out my pores i'm bored already, yes

Wafer thin slices of the last Javan gibon
The desired diet plan of
A half assed magician
Check the varnish on the guts
And the old crying butler
Sat sharpening the tusks
Yeah, thank you very much
Fresh right down to my tagliatelle guts
Bitch you're way too kind
Stay lathered in success in
These strange new times

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