Al Pacino by Calamity Jones Lyrics
Al Pacino
As we go
To these notes, dear
Have no fear though
Cause we know
What brings those tears
There's no reason
For seasons
To spin those gears
Near the end we
Can then see
The wasted years
Could this be it, is my sound now connecting?
Checking the microphone, 1-2-3 testing
If words can be weapons of epic destruction
Then maybe Darth Vader's in need of protecting
Paper mache'd it, but now that it's setting
I'm running to get me my lucky machete
Beheading ‘em all who would dare to contest me
I'm expertly deft, head in separate directions
And take ‘em off chasing, a race for the ages
Calamity's coming, a planet endangered
Derangement that's solely in favor of anger
My brain is a headphone forever entangled
In mangled remains of a mirror's reflection
Contained in the vain of obsessive perfection
Remains all the same when the game is still played in a way
That'll stay with you long after exit
I found a connection
Dot's all aligned unexpected
This time I just think I'll forget it
I won't let it set in
I'm ready to jettison
Heading to Netherlands
Fending for better than what I can get in my setting
I'm getting a snack
This is the cognitive dissonance pack
Believe in an instant this twisted shit that I be spittin’ will distance myself from the pack
It's a fact
In fairness I'm giving it back, you can have it
Imagine maniacal passion unmatched by the wrath of Cortex in a Crash
The pattern is simple, the message is clear
There is no tomorrow so now is to fear
I hear there's a reason for being, not seeing it
Maybe this weed will then make it all clear
Al Pacino
As we go
To these notes, dear
Have no fear though
Cause we know
What brings those tears
There's no reason
For seasons
To spin those gears
Near the end we
Can then see
The wasted years
Al Pacino
As we go
To these notes, dear
Have no fear though
Cause we know
What brings those tears
There's no reason
For seasons
To spin those gears
Near the end we
Can then see
The wasted years
Al Pacino
Al Pacino
Al Pa
As we go
To these notes, dear
Have no fear though
Cause we know
What brings those tears
There's no reason
For seasons
To spin those gears
Near the end we
Can then see
The wasted years
Could this be it, is my sound now connecting?
Checking the microphone, 1-2-3 testing
If words can be weapons of epic destruction
Then maybe Darth Vader's in need of protecting
Paper mache'd it, but now that it's setting
I'm running to get me my lucky machete
Beheading ‘em all who would dare to contest me
I'm expertly deft, head in separate directions
And take ‘em off chasing, a race for the ages
Calamity's coming, a planet endangered
Derangement that's solely in favor of anger
My brain is a headphone forever entangled
In mangled remains of a mirror's reflection
Contained in the vain of obsessive perfection
Remains all the same when the game is still played in a way
That'll stay with you long after exit
I found a connection
Dot's all aligned unexpected
This time I just think I'll forget it
I won't let it set in
I'm ready to jettison
Heading to Netherlands
Fending for better than what I can get in my setting
I'm getting a snack
This is the cognitive dissonance pack
Believe in an instant this twisted shit that I be spittin’ will distance myself from the pack
It's a fact
In fairness I'm giving it back, you can have it
Imagine maniacal passion unmatched by the wrath of Cortex in a Crash
The pattern is simple, the message is clear
There is no tomorrow so now is to fear
I hear there's a reason for being, not seeing it
Maybe this weed will then make it all clear
Al Pacino
As we go
To these notes, dear
Have no fear though
Cause we know
What brings those tears
There's no reason
For seasons
To spin those gears
Near the end we
Can then see
The wasted years
Al Pacino
As we go
To these notes, dear
Have no fear though
Cause we know
What brings those tears
There's no reason
For seasons
To spin those gears
Near the end we
Can then see
The wasted years
Al Pacino
Al Pacino
Al Pa