Where You Go - Ginger Deadman

Well

It's totally marketable

Straightforward

They come in

You should come home

How do you expect me to come around and break bread

When in 18 months time trap'll be dead

We need that new sound, 20/20 vision

Got me seeing in the distance like the ghost of future Christmas

Not a misprint in sight when I break ground

Ask Jonestown whether you can make sound

Pour that kool aid dust in the pool

And eventually we'll have a new album from Tool

Underrated pack mule in the school

Backpack so cool snap back to the bar stool

Evening dreaming seems like everybody's after you

Wake up, roll call, real slick, real smooth

Hanging fire blankets in that charlie sloth booth

Pass me the rum

Pass me the boof

Pass the lasagne, throw it on the roof

Shit, this tastes like minestrone soup

Know you never reign supreme

Never fail my team

See me from across the street

On the roof of the limousine

Say the zine

Spray it clean

(fuck off)

Make believe

Make believe

I'm allergic to a bunch of things I've never heard of

Any touch makes me worse off, served half-

My sentence interrupted

I'm feeling Peter Sutcliffe

I'm the death gripper

The fuckin' Yorkshire ripper

So dull the blade fella

I'm casting shade, yellow

I'm pointing shotguns at underpaid bank tellers

I'm the tank driver

Shallow end diver

Shell hits the head like a pint of cider

I know the core's rotten

The apple of my eye

Hallucinations of the pearly gate up in the sky

That's a glass bottle

We're going full throttle

Now I'm shitting cotton

They almost forgotten

Crying our eyes sodden

Crush em up like guaca

I bring the bread get that cheese like Oaxaca

Bring the weed roll that shit up with tobacco

Hot shot like lava, that boiling point java

Wake you up

Where you go

Where you go

I don't care bitch I don't know

Where you go

Where you go

I don't care bitch I don't know