Particle Head by The Cutlery Lyrics
Particle Head
Holding back ain't an option till cold and black in a coffin
When Goldman Sachs came to Gotham we sold’em Batman and Robin
They told us that happens often the older you get you soften
Till all that you get is coffee a swollen colon and moth eaten clothes
I got a problem with those without a problem a dozer without a dream
And so cozy to be forgotten a boner without a condom we on a boat to Zimbabwe
Wait nope it’s going to Swazi where culture owns every body
Give a hand to the man who ain't me Dali
One hand to the land of the free Dali
Another hand gotta feed the family
And gotta hand for the handling fee
My forearms gonna get a little weak Dali
Work around but they can’t stand the heat Dali
I’m two clocks and I’m hanging from the tree’s
We all hands with a case of defeat
They playing that Anglo Sax again playing like ain't no axioms
Accidents happen when you keep claiming that they ain't African
Out of my way they after’em axe to the nose they hacking’em
Axel Rose’n ‘em Slash’n ‘’em laughing like they ain't mad at’em
Fuck a civilian “One in a Million” playing in back of them
Take’em out of they manuals Hannibal they ain't battling
Maybe if it ain't pale as them they’ll derail any path to them
Saying it’s ancient aliens curses slavers and pathogens
Politicians got a lobster in they hand Dali
And they calling on us all to take a stand Dali
Got us hanging on their every demand
On the wall just a waving our waving our
Tryna get a shot like it’s 1963 Dali
We going round all hands no feet Dali
Can’t stop or they’ll replace me
I got a clock where my face should be
Now how come Illuminati is all we know of Ebola
While sinking in our economy drinking it’s Coca Cola
I’m peeking over it’s shoulder and all I see is Enola
Wait no I think that is Dorian all I know is the story is grey as that Delorean
Maybe it’s all a Freudian play on every topic
Eh wait I think I’m boring them take it back to that box hit
Away in that Delorean who did Michael J Fox kiss ok it’s Freud again
Pay no mind to the ti on me Dali
Put it together and it’s time on me Dali
And time ain't but a leash on me
I can even find where my feet should be
I can’t even read what this article says Dali
It says it’s hard for the will to get ahead Dali
Even harder if you still in bed
Look at me I’m a particle head
Holding back ain't an option till cold and black in a coffin
When Goldman Sachs came to Gotham we sold’em Batman and Robin
They told us that happens often the older you get you soften
Till all that you get is coffee a swollen colon and moth eaten clothes
I got a problem with those without a problem a dozer without a dream
And so cozy to be forgotten a boner without a condom we on a boat to Zimbabwe
Wait nope it’s going to Swazi where culture owns every body
Give a hand to the man who ain't me Dali
One hand to the land of the free Dali
Another hand gotta feed the family
And gotta hand for the handling fee
My forearms gonna get a little weak Dali
Work around but they can’t stand the heat Dali
I’m two clocks and I’m hanging from the tree’s
We all hands with a case of defeat
They playing that Anglo Sax again playing like ain't no axioms
Accidents happen when you keep claiming that they ain't African
Out of my way they after’em axe to the nose they hacking’em
Axel Rose’n ‘em Slash’n ‘’em laughing like they ain't mad at’em
Fuck a civilian “One in a Million” playing in back of them
Take’em out of they manuals Hannibal they ain't battling
Maybe if it ain't pale as them they’ll derail any path to them
Saying it’s ancient aliens curses slavers and pathogens
Politicians got a lobster in they hand Dali
And they calling on us all to take a stand Dali
Got us hanging on their every demand
On the wall just a waving our waving our
Tryna get a shot like it’s 1963 Dali
We going round all hands no feet Dali
Can’t stop or they’ll replace me
I got a clock where my face should be
Now how come Illuminati is all we know of Ebola
While sinking in our economy drinking it’s Coca Cola
I’m peeking over it’s shoulder and all I see is Enola
Wait no I think that is Dorian all I know is the story is grey as that Delorean
Maybe it’s all a Freudian play on every topic
Eh wait I think I’m boring them take it back to that box hit
Away in that Delorean who did Michael J Fox kiss ok it’s Freud again
Pay no mind to the ti on me Dali
Put it together and it’s time on me Dali
And time ain't but a leash on me
I can even find where my feet should be
I can’t even read what this article says Dali
It says it’s hard for the will to get ahead Dali
Even harder if you still in bed
Look at me I’m a particle head