Lyrics

Black Backpack

 

Fully formed and freely falled,
I fooled the swarm with Tylenol.
And in the halls of medicine
the doctors are all reticent
to perform the operation
in front of a silent nation.
Black backpack is piling on
the mouth of what I’m smiling, Ron.
Aw, shit, her middle name was Dawn
in the early morning break.
Don’t fake it, love it, shake it, shove it -
don’t act like you’re up above it.
Ouch, the couch is never sinking.
60 million without blinking.
Skyler’s turning 30, get ready.
I’m 31 or is that Teddy
Roosevelt. The Great Depression.
There are so many misconceptions.
What the hell you working for?
I bet it ain’t a stamp collection!
Pass inspection, man, I dare you.
Try rejection, that’ll scare you.
I compare you to the others
but I won’t impair you with my lovers.
It’s raining blood in Tinseltown
but I will not throw a fit.
Hollywood’s so full of shit
and London Bridge is falling down
so buddy, grab a piece of it.
The White House is up for sale,
your ass is up for time in jail,
I wasn’t put upon this earth to fail!