The Weathermen - Reports of a Possible Kidnapping lyrics

Canaries in the coal mine drop
Knock knock, squash bovine or find God
I came to play the dozens
With survivors of the autoclave
Fungus that clung as the
Shiny hypodermics alternate
Squirm out through the a
C in the office space spores
Like coyotes descending over your
Rows of golden corn there’s more
When Mary Mary’s little lamb is
One of three absorbed
My friend, you are the pecking order’s whore
Kshhht! Roger dodger
Camp of the squalid contra
The single cell is scissors walking the two
Dogs of Yama on the choke scatter bacteria
This is more than Darwin with it's hooks
In the books of the Magisterium
Wore the blackest suit to pull
Up in the blackest chariot
Everyone’s a virgin at the kraken cafeteria
Jovial mosey or mope, zodiac, rosary or goats
You too can be the next microbial host
Over Odessa where the novas explode
Pale pink moon waxing, purple hearts
Marigold taxis dubious credentials on the
Gypsy flipping vaccines snake oils, tonics
The pathogens are adapting (Car… game on)
Beta brain fog, strange days
Palm face cards, make it rain frogs
Fish eye on a cradle in
A manger made of skulls
With overkill to follow
I’m just one to change the bulb
And exit over seven hundred fifty
CCs of the murdered-out
5th and still shifting
Jowls on the bounty hunt the who’s who
Let the cozy overbite include you, hmmm

I need to get a message back home

You ever feel weak, tweaked, fleeting
Pee piss bleeding
Each clipped wing twitched easy?
Sequence scenery: nuzzle of the
Beak buried deeply
Bleak pitch screamed uneasy (peachy)
Fleet move greasy, creep uncleanly
Cadence diseases, strange arranged speaking
Makers of the queasy, all detached reasoning
Here to mash your fuck face fiendishly
(Weathermen)
Born batch lunacy, in fact rational truancy
Half latched to truthy facts goonishly
Patched back in to sad sap surrendering
Extra-ordinary rendering (remember me)
Lurching gnarled heart snarling
Borrowed from the Department
Of Redundancy Department, sign here
Even obscene iridescently froze
Prose reside here
A mean streak elite breed designs fear
Nobody move nothing and nothing
Will get invasive
I came from the lost excavated
Breathe exhaust cloud, mmm favorite
Creators of that "this is not my day" shit
Disgrace on the dayshift
Without a trace lost on debating it
The tug job with razor claw pain kit
Now with more bang by the facelift
I used to give a
Hangnail's fuck about patience
Now it’s just I see money, take it
Funny how morality is changing, evolving
Dissolving
Disgrace is a mainstay, tragedy keeps calling
Everyone that mattered to me
Somehow keeps falling
Hooded creature knocking on my
Door I’m just stalling

Weapons made werewolf movies wake maybe
What am I? White man out, wait, make me
Watch and mock you sit and
Witness a magic symbol
Like Washington Monument
A wondrous monotheistic compliment
A milestone for variety
This transmission’s picked up on an ear
On the same face that’s got an eye on me
Two arms and a head
Imagine we form with legs
Sword a tail unsheathed to scorch the lens
Sinner death await's the taste
Of blood of good
Innocent people, welcome to my brotherhood
We’re biodegradable, widely relatable
Though the soulless can’t walk
Their heads are highly inflatable
Eternity unattainable, rejected, burnt
Out of the ground into the sky out
Of the sky into the dirt
When everything you learned or admired
Is disconnected bring some wire
Traverse the moat to combust
Your kingdom’s fire
Peek and blink and sinking deep and distant
Tongues hanging out like a
Dog from speaking different
You can take the mark of the beast
And take the mark of bees
Gathering all our debt masters start to feast
Why are we so hungry
Insatiable useless codes
Unfolding a pistol on a
Sheep in wolf’s clothes
Animal farming, nothing’s alarming
Sewage turned to drinking water calming
The calm before the bombing
Something to anticipate, death
Cool we’ll sit and wait
Black clouds lingering singe
Skin then dissipate
Bite me on the wrist I’ll still extend a hand
Man has his fill of the world until
Earth’s had it's fill of man