MF DOOM, Charles Bukowski - Cellz Pt. 1 lyrics
Daniel Thompson Dumile, a.k.a. Zev Love X, a.k.a. Doom, a.k.a.Supervillain
[MF DOOM, Charles Bukowski - Cellz Pt. 1 lyrics]
Born like this, into this
As the chalk faces smile, as Mrs death laughs
As political landscapes dissolve
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
We are born like this, into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive
That it's cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charged so much
It's cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are
Full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses
Elevate fools into rich heroes
Born into this
Walking and living through this
Dying because of this
Castrated, debauched, disinherited
Because of this
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive God
The fingers reach for the bottle, the pill
The powder
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
There will be open and unpunished
Murder in the streets
It will be guns and roving mobs
Land will be useless
Food will become a diminishing return
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many
Explosions will continually shape the earth
Radiated men will eat the
Flesh of radiated men
The rotting bodies of men and animals
Stink in the dark wind
And there will be the most
Beautiful silence never heard
Born out of that, the sun hidden there
Awaiting the next chapter
As the chalk faces smile, as Mrs death laughs
As political landscapes dissolve
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
We are born like this, into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive
That it's cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charged so much
It's cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are
Full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses
Elevate fools into rich heroes
Born into this
Walking and living through this
Dying because of this
Castrated, debauched, disinherited
Because of this
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive God
The fingers reach for the bottle, the pill
The powder
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
There will be open and unpunished
Murder in the streets
It will be guns and roving mobs
Land will be useless
Food will become a diminishing return
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many
Explosions will continually shape the earth
Radiated men will eat the
Flesh of radiated men
The rotting bodies of men and animals
Stink in the dark wind
And there will be the most
Beautiful silence never heard
Born out of that, the sun hidden there
Awaiting the next chapter