Swollen Members - Post Rigormortim lyrics

This is a story more like a fable
More like a folklore tale
About when MCs were truly gallant
Honorary systems that marked the true MCs
And I am the Repo Man

I came to reclaim your transparent kingdom
Due to the size and all
And your apparent rise and fall
Your lives crossed all from the stallers
Bullshit wall to wall
Seen as you don't stand too tall
Against two ten ton giants
We all, balls don't bounce and apply
That's science
A belters Burgess, you'll accept
But what'd you expect
To go down in a blazing glory
Like a false sense of heroics
Between heaven and hell strung out on
Halos and pitchforks in purgatory?
Sorry chap we can't have that
And in the end it's all ratings and stats
Partly, have you ever met men of our caliber?
The audio challenger pulling Excalibur
From a cardiovascular
I stick it like peanut-butter to
The roofs of their mouths
But I'm the carpenter who came
To rip their roofs out that was a wisecrack
But I crack wiles of wise wit
Causing neon firecrackers to bang
With quick wicks
My aura shines like an aurora
My voice is like a harp, with a
Whisper of flammable gas to accompany
My company sparks
Furnace cylinders click continuously
Burning like the throats of angels
Spiraling gauge drain
Dissect the members out in mangers
Now arrows fly from bows
With horizontal angles
These dangers are released and
Strangers are unorthodox
Curiosity killed a cat who
Won't last Pandora's box huh
That's what you get when we have
A fresh west coast MC an engineer
Who hooked up with the
The raw Venice producer world supremacy
Prevail, Evidence and
When it comes time to go to work
We don't play swollen Members