Milo - Atlas Flushed (Grumpy Groucho Marxist Response) lyrics
[Milo - Atlas Flushed Grumpy Groucho Marxist Response lyrics]
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
Yesterday, my car died and with it
My dignity so I can bear all like a
Greek sculpture sans fig leaf
If I were to cover up
I assure you it'd be a big wreath
I've burned Nag Champa but I've
Never hit the peace pipe
I've been far too concerned with
Getting my moral peace right
There was a time where I was the
Freshest dude on JV B squad
And the kids that I went to school
With were uptight like PVC rods
I thought I could define my
Blackness with a sports team
Needless to say
That was quite the short dream
I went from nigga to nigga
In a small timeframe but this was all before
The giant eyeglasses came
I assume this is why I
Identify with Bruce Wayne
It's a shame that I never had a jump-shot
And a video is the only
Time I've ever pumped Glocks
I've convinced many a lass
To inspect her nudes
Under the guise of moral rectitude
I'm not the dude you should lecture to
I've got these elaborate daydreams
Of picking mangos the reality is I spend too
Much time surfing BangBros it's staggering
I'm a blabbering Bilbo Baggins
Ordained in piety-wrapped factions as captain
I'm a despondent Howard Moon
Trapped in an ornate flowery
Tomb with powdery-blue
Dancing shoes pissing in urinals taking
Time to decode the etchings
Skipping class is one of
Life's fine little blessings
Reading Schopenhauer and feeling mad dense
That I neglected to snag chips off Adsense
Chatting with girls with shirts
That are mildly see-through
Asking myself, "If Rob was here
What would he do?"
Staring at my ex-girlfriends Facebook photos
Negates that all these blog nods make
Me feel like Glen Coco
Which is cooler: a write-up on Forbes
Or to be running a top ranked guild on Horde
My mother named me Rory after
A dude who was assassinated
I've got potentials that may
Never be actuated
I've something like the nerdy dude ambassador
With the Fishscale tape banging loud
In the Flux Capacitor
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
Yesterday, my car died and with it
My dignity so I can bear all like a
Greek sculpture sans fig leaf
If I were to cover up
I assure you it'd be a big wreath
I've burned Nag Champa but I've
Never hit the peace pipe
I've been far too concerned with
Getting my moral peace right
There was a time where I was the
Freshest dude on JV B squad
And the kids that I went to school
With were uptight like PVC rods
I thought I could define my
Blackness with a sports team
Needless to say
That was quite the short dream
I went from nigga to nigga
In a small timeframe but this was all before
The giant eyeglasses came
I assume this is why I
Identify with Bruce Wayne
It's a shame that I never had a jump-shot
And a video is the only
Time I've ever pumped Glocks
I've convinced many a lass
To inspect her nudes
Under the guise of moral rectitude
I'm not the dude you should lecture to
I've got these elaborate daydreams
Of picking mangos the reality is I spend too
Much time surfing BangBros it's staggering
I'm a blabbering Bilbo Baggins
Ordained in piety-wrapped factions as captain
I'm a despondent Howard Moon
Trapped in an ornate flowery
Tomb with powdery-blue
Dancing shoes pissing in urinals taking
Time to decode the etchings
Skipping class is one of
Life's fine little blessings
Reading Schopenhauer and feeling mad dense
That I neglected to snag chips off Adsense
Chatting with girls with shirts
That are mildly see-through
Asking myself, "If Rob was here
What would he do?"
Staring at my ex-girlfriends Facebook photos
Negates that all these blog nods make
Me feel like Glen Coco
Which is cooler: a write-up on Forbes
Or to be running a top ranked guild on Horde
My mother named me Rory after
A dude who was assassinated
I've got potentials that may
Never be actuated
I've something like the nerdy dude ambassador
With the Fishscale tape banging loud
In the Flux Capacitor
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering
When I meet the man up top
I will bargain for nothing
And I will accept my lot
Among those who are suffering