Themselves - John Brown’s Vaporizer lyrics

Sure pali'll sell you your scalp back
For every something to draw with
You ever owned andnahh
Uncle, give me a blackened lung and clavicle
Or I could wriggle my zero non emphatical
Strap you to a mountain side and
Hurl redwoods at your rotten hide
Under here while boughs
Bird's nests and tree limbs fly
You simplydrip down the rock
Facepureed head case
Close as teensy-weensy crumbs of a whole
Fall upon the forest's plush green canopy
I, forgive melike rainhappy nowno brainerr
And wrongful treatments what I'll
Preserve you inmummification
The uncouth barbarian takes it in thehuhuhuh
It's what he deserves under glass
Fine grain crushed herb
Reckon I could make a mint charging
A healthy cover for a glimpse


Of your freakish clump of quadriplegic gusto
Something done swung lowbut your going
Home in a cruciblejerk

Call it a meltdownit's really
Good clean smart
Soul and body of john brown sings in me
Noyou start

Noi insistyou startas you were
Watchfar end of the cantilever's
Sparkling thermometer burstsparkling
Thin air folds the crumpled to stationaryhuh
And unsuspecting solid blocks of
Refuse to rock
Apparently pour with apologetic and "can I
Please go see the nurse?"
Right before my eyes"I don't feel so good"
Whimper snivel bounces off bell tower stone
For lastly gongs and chimes
In what's clockworksullen hunchback
Pressure rings out to trail blood
On lobesabandonment's all about your
Impregnable and hit the lights
YaknowwhatI'msayin' jive turkey
Hunting season's openso I hum
"We Are the World"
Polishing a 12-gauge conversion ratiopausing
Now and again to practice you foul
Calls and set the sight
Dinner's waitingget a move on
My time you won't not be extremely
Careful with that ink penor
Bust stuffing waltzes in
Smugextending a metaphor
As I hang this inexpensively
Framed license to practice
Taxidermy on the wall youtear"he's
Certified" for real
No crocodileno tough shelldull blades
Less formaldehyde
To finish 'er upsome grooming here
A glass eye there
Needle threadwhooahla! nothing's
Prolongedyou make the room
Subtly off-setting the bearskin rug
And lusciously upholstered ottoman
Hardcorefar fromtreasure of the trove

Boyyou'd better snuggle up in
A passive voiceor carry on and leave me
No choice"who's the vaporizer?"

It's the boy in me that binds a
Worldly gutted man's angst to change
Celebratory delta paints shit-eating grins
On what you and mirrors think
My face looks like
Visuals expecting this alone despite
A nothing dissimilar has prepared
It's most stable student
With number 2 pencils and a sick
Sense of humor prude lent
Me a whopping six years of fun in
The suni see it allyou blink
To be blinded and amused, cheering, clapping
Palms vermilion
To raw-soarnever feeling a note
I could cry for you all
But empathywept smudges what's wrote
To lock
Stock and barrel surroundings with quotes
Coffee through corners of loose
Leafmy later on
Environmental processing unitand you
Say cheese in a torrid three-piece tunic
So I can bank their drift and
Fill a page to it
Golly, I'll lead 'em all second hand
Virgins out of the grain shortage
With a no longer lit roach
And thimble full of prestigiousor
I may find your devoted half mast
And shift thick skin to brash
And show you sad's six
Hundredth and something shade
Swearing solemnly you'll see no
Parts of unscathed do though
Consider this frame of mmmmolestation
More than a suspect identity roast
Since it's really your last
Hippity hiphoppin' hope
And open gets no wider as
I provide for your cope
With twice the substance and
Conversely quadruple the texturizer
Who's theprey tellwho's the vaporizer?