Acetylene Lyrics
Rules of the game
Have gone and changed
Snapped!
Somethin' snapped!
Dog kings
Flesh dreams
Death's tune
High noon
Wild talk, wild talk
The flame I breathe
Flame I breathe
Acetylene!
Ventriloquist
Earned your cut
With your mouth shut
Can't take
More of this
Dictator face
On a postage stamp
Car bomb
Expressway ramp
The road is torched
Already torched
Let it all crash
Just where it will
Then we'll see
That nothin's here
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But what happens then?
What happens then?
Recipes
For disaster
Written on your cocktail napkin
Bless the beasts!
And the blowtorch
