Lord Cut-Glass

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Monster - Lord I been stuffed in your pocket For the last hundred days When I don't get my bath I take it out on the slaves So grease up your baby For the ball on the hill I'm polish them rockets now And swallow those pills And say oh... Space Lord M

You found a pulse, I was breathing Metaphorically I am speaking A find so enormous it eclipsed the lives Of the greatest enlightenment minds And you found the worst years unspoken The tales of a childhood broken A void or a fight The twisted and brui

Awkward Christians' hearts on fire The wayward sisters full of desire I called your name Around these small town streets I fly My mind on schisms, love and trial I called your name But I'm mad and you're sane Oh these thoughts won't make you burn The

Down the table in the hallway I found you sweating With your hair all flat like my doormat I could give you what you wanted, but you could not afford the price 'Cause like my lust you run away, and in your heart there is no pain And your dreams are s

Deep in the night you get a fright You are the product of the modern man Thirty-thousand years fighting tigers and bears It ends with you the very modern man What's your point here? Your contribution? Well, we can't all be the polymath But try to mak

I'm a great example to the dogs I grease the wheels and move the cogs And I'm a friend to you, more than you'll need me I've walked a world, I've took it in I'm the eclectic bag of sin And I don't need to pray, I'm built for better days I'm the one t