Hangover Lyrics
[Intro: Danny Boone/Cathy Swane]
Sitting on the front steps with shame for wealth and peace and things
Caught between dreams and memories both of which are better than now
Which is better than ever or is it shaking off the buzz last night's liquor left
Being cool is such a chore to hold a desperately needed job logic loss is mine
There he goes running ranting raving naked through the streets in my head
I'm so interesting to me
I'm so interesting to me
[Verse 1: Steaknife]
I don't know God the shadows of angels they often passing me
While demons constantly harass my artic arteries
Like Susan Smith a part of me addicted to the slaughtering
Colder than mamas drowning babies in the beauty of Spring
So sick of the grind pushing the tears depression for years
That serenading me I'm plugging my ears
[Hook: Danny Boone/Cathy Swane]
It's so odd I can't remember being born but I know without a doubt
John F. Kennedy existed. What caused, what caused it all and where
Did this stem from etcetera etcetera retarded kids are happier than me
And Einstein they're the choosen few the blessed everything's a omen
Ignorance is bliss knowledge is responsibilty my conscience is
A christian stripper, soberity only puts insanity in order sorta
Kinda interesting to me
I'm so interesting to me
[Bridge: Steaknife]
I don't know God the shadows of angels they often passing me
While demons constantly harass my artic arteries
Like Susan Smith a part of me addicted to the slaughtering
Colder than mamas drowning their babies in the beauty of the Spring
So sick of the grind pushing the tears depression for years
They're serenading me I'm plugging my ears
[Verse 2: Brooks Buford]
In the shadows of my mind I go I hear a voice is it me is it you is it myself
I wander darkened passage ways and fade fade fade away and light escaping
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Vanish existence misery is just yet but a beautiful portait on this planet
I am neither like you nor like myself we are all...
Speaking retarded languages hanging with anguishes
Arraigned from here to Bangladesh found strangled at his home address
Brooks nothing less than self inflicted injuries hanging my throat on memories
Dodging government inquiries you hurt for weeks I hurt for centuries
Guess it was meant to be I got no privacy peep the police blip
Atlanta Marshal Law got me on tape fucking the commissioner's daughter
Uneven style I roll with plankton in the low profile slapping bitches nautical miles
Drunk peaking on crystal meth Hydrocodine fuck Crystal give me proof 180
I'm full of so much coke that you could weigh me looking at Mestophales
In the vanity mirror snorting a quarter ki'(ilo) on the dresser but still nothing's clearer
I never known companions getting fucked like the Indians was by the Spaniards
Deception coming standard on the veranda I drive three hours to the beach
And walk back in the sea returning to originality Fuck!
