Crushing defeat
Beat J's seized by the clutch of the beast
Left stuck and displeased, Mark Twaining through that
Onomatopoeias from an arm flailing tube man
Whoosh...
Beneath a fleet of Zubats
Some see an eagle, pledge allegiance, keep a boot strapped
Blame it on youth slack, let karma deploy
When step laddering the passions of a hobbledehoy
Knock knock, the void play possum
Fecal fire on its porch rotate cockpit
Most no days off, low wage offered
Globalize Gotham, join rates rocket
Ooooooh
You wearin' a vest?
Or wanna slash your facsimile to marionettes
We're all errant at best, except old dudes
Who stole souls of gold just to hoard loot
Those ghouls clean the clocks convince
Besieged thieves stampede the populous
Triple beam dreams guaranteed a box to fit
But each dawn new pawns plead the plot to twist
But is it really seeing more
Than sunken in a wonderland with upper-hand on keeping score
Dream decor organically designed by Ms. Physis
Crumbles by the bundles, Walt Whites slide the ricin
Writhing in the need to cook, fetter all art makers
Stuck in sullen gulches, better call salt shakers
To douse it on our hot takes then
Make our brazen snot glaze over every cops face
Dogs stray, we skidded out the impishness
Knackering the hidden gifts from witches in the wilderness
Paddle in this abattoir siftin' for the limitless
Captains of the practice squad scrimmagin' a thimble rig
Pick it when they pivotin' the pigskin is soul food
Absconder over yonder slip a garment from the cloakroom
Harbingers of close doom barking under full moons
Wander with no amulets hope common sense'll oppugn
No rules, archfiend's metropolis
Where there's feet to clean for measly offerings
It seems each scene seen tease the awkwardness
But kings and queens breed Weasley confidence
A chess game
Surebert & Saltfeend - Archfiend's Metropolis (feat. Smyth) Lyrics
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Crushing defeat
Beat J's seized by the clutch of the beast
Left stuck and displeased, Mark Twaining through that
Onomatopoeias from an arm flailing tube man
Whoosh...
Beneath a fleet of Zubats
Some see an eagle, pledge allegiance, keep a boot strapped
Blame it on youth slack, let karma deploy
When step laddering the passions of a hobbledehoy
Knock knock, the void play possum
Fecal fire on its porch rotate cockpit
Most no days off, low wage offered
Globalize Gotham, join rates rocket
Ooooooh
You wearin' a vest?
Or wanna slash your facsimile to marionettes
We're all errant at best, except old dudes
Who stole souls of gold just to hoard loot
Those ghouls clean the clocks convince
Besieged thieves stampede the populous
Triple beam dreams guaranteed a box to fit
But each dawn new pawns plead the plot to twist
But is it really seeing more
Than sunken in a wonderland with upper-hand on keeping score
Dream decor organically designed by Ms. Physis
Crumbles by the bundles, Walt Whites slide the ricin
Writhing in the need to cook, fetter all art makers
Stuck in sullen gulches, better call salt shakers
To douse it on our hot takes then
Make our brazen snot glaze over every cops face
Dogs stray, we skidded out the impishness
Knackering the hidden gifts from witches in the wilderness
Paddle in this abattoir siftin' for the limitless
Captains of the practice squad scrimmagin' a thimble rig
Pick it when they pivotin' the pigskin is soul food
Absconder over yonder slip a garment from the cloakroom
Harbingers of close doom barking under full moons
Wander with no amulets hope common sense'll oppugn
No rules, archfiend's metropolis
Where there's feet to clean for measly offerings
It seems each scene seen tease the awkwardness
But kings and queens breed Weasley confidence
A chess game
Beat J's seized by the clutch of the beast
Left stuck and displeased, Mark Twaining through that
Onomatopoeias from an arm flailing tube man
Whoosh...
Beneath a fleet of Zubats
Some see an eagle, pledge allegiance, keep a boot strapped
Blame it on youth slack, let karma deploy
When step laddering the passions of a hobbledehoy
Knock knock, the void play possum
Fecal fire on its porch rotate cockpit
Most no days off, low wage offered
Globalize Gotham, join rates rocket
Ooooooh
You wearin' a vest?
Or wanna slash your facsimile to marionettes
We're all errant at best, except old dudes
Who stole souls of gold just to hoard loot
Those ghouls clean the clocks convince
Besieged thieves stampede the populous
Triple beam dreams guaranteed a box to fit
But each dawn new pawns plead the plot to twist
But is it really seeing more
Than sunken in a wonderland with upper-hand on keeping score
Dream decor organically designed by Ms. Physis
Crumbles by the bundles, Walt Whites slide the ricin
Writhing in the need to cook, fetter all art makers
Stuck in sullen gulches, better call salt shakers
To douse it on our hot takes then
Make our brazen snot glaze over every cops face
Dogs stray, we skidded out the impishness
Knackering the hidden gifts from witches in the wilderness
Paddle in this abattoir siftin' for the limitless
Captains of the practice squad scrimmagin' a thimble rig
Pick it when they pivotin' the pigskin is soul food
Absconder over yonder slip a garment from the cloakroom
Harbingers of close doom barking under full moons
Wander with no amulets hope common sense'll oppugn
No rules, archfiend's metropolis
Where there's feet to clean for measly offerings
It seems each scene seen tease the awkwardness
But kings and queens breed Weasley confidence
A chess game
Writer: Spencer Smyth
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid