Testo American Airfare - Tillted702
Testo della canzone American Airfare (Tillted702), tratta dall'album American Airfare - Single
How can a young man cleanse his way
By taking heed according to your word
With my whole heart, I have sought you
Oh, let me not wander from your commandments
Your word I have hidden in my heart
That I might not sin against you
Now I'm pushing on the pedal, full throttle, heavy metal
Cutting strings from Ghepheddo, freeing slaves from the devil
Battleborn Vegas rebel, golden knight from the meadow
Raiding caskets all disheveled, the playing field is now level
But if you need to take a cue from the elitist view
Then I suggest you get more flexible because they're going to have you
Bending over backwards bidding deeds for their crew
Sacrificing lambs, Martha Stewart's beef stew, why
In order for you to be famous, then you gotta do all of this
Open up your anus and tightly pucker up your lips
Now take a kiss, painless, it is painless
American airfare, you got to pay your price
Open up your ass and take advice
Don't even think about it sacrifice your wifey
No need for reason, nor rhymes, you said chances are likely
American airfare, we don't cause problems
We don't make strife, all we want is a sacrifice
Name your price but we need one life
Hence, the meaning of sacrifice
Blessed are you, O Lord teach me your statutes
With my lips, I have declared all the judgments of your mouth
I have rejoiced, in the way of your testimonies as much as
In all riches, I will meditate on your precepts
And contemplate your ways I will delight myself in your statutes
I will not forget your word, damn right
Listen to me all you scooby dooby doobie brothers
And your mamas and your papas, with your sister wives in living color
Boob-tube overdubbers, rubber ducky anal lovers
Lethal weapon, Murtaugh, Danny Glover, favorite brother
Undercover, we'll discover, hollyweird's a bearded mother
Searching for her little stars, with danish cheese and butt butter
Milking peasants for a pot-au-feu, duh, duh, duh, did I stutter
Last meals on the table, eat before it's cold suckers
Backstabbing Judas Priests, child molesters eat the beef
Mother may I alter sleep?
Boy you're getting hella deep!
Counting sheep, casting crowns, posey pockets, sow you reap
Cloven hooves, secret balls, I think I need some alcohol
Drown the sorrow, no tomorrow, the world is coming to an end
Armageddon, am I getting underneath your tortured skins
So no more letting master-masons' Bible flip with sovereign sins
Let's begin to wake the fuck up, before they fucking strike again!
Thus says the Lord God because the Philistines dealt vengefully
And took vengeance with a spiteful heart, to destroy because of the old hatred
Therefore thus says the Lord God, I will stretch out my hand against the Philistines
And I will cut off the Cherethites and destroy the remnant of the seacoast
I will execute great vengeance on them with furious rebukes
And they shall know that I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon them
I'm the Scatman
American airfare, you got to pay your price
Open up your ass and take advice
Don't even think about it sacrifice your wifey
No need for reason, nor rhymes, you said chances are likely
American airfare, we don't cause problems
We don't make strife, all we want is a sacrifice
Name your price but we need one life
Hence, the meaning of sacrifice
American airfare
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Writer(s): Jeremy D'amour
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