Recarved Lyrics
With squirrly, squirm smilesThe brethren fallenLike treeless leaves left swollenWretch, wretch, wretchBut pickupNew foe revivalThe 16th comingLet the games bleed…Evel Knievel and Bruce LeeGenetically…speakingBabydoll, who's your daddy?Sprinkle the damnedWith tribal claimsForfeit the saviorAnd mop the mouth with groutWretch, wretch, wretchBut sit upThe sickness quelled like a gelFor usFor themMyself…Evel Knievel and Bruce LeeGenetically…speakingBabydoll, who's your daddy?
Dying Breed Recarved
