Texty:
Self Crashing Parties

All these people that I don't know Crashing the party Is a way of making new friends As she plays piano Melodies fall out the window Crashing the party

to a player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of

and salted peanuts And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out And we went into a tailspin And crashed

, blend and stir, stir and blend The part of humanity, sip the ingredients of acknowledgment Apology, amendment, atonement We gonna work with the four A's here, forever part

and armor and eating a snake charmer Capital break, wrap it in tape the cidic images Stand up and when I twist the lid off of a silver cylinder Crash

now, take the chance Get on top, you will cop, winner takes all As we dance to the rhythm of the cream beat Never will you see me drowning in pool of self

come together in liquid stages Then turn down the temperature and have em frozen into a solid foundation Now added to that this well produced amazement The crash

built her own nest to live soon after that baby?s daddy slash lazy bum with no cash he want to come over and crash he want to play his part so she let

all hours While they devour with mental prowess and kill ours Show of force for harm it's main source We divorce our current leaders with no remorse Crash