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The Buzz Kill

アーティスト:Sage Francis  アルバム:A Healthy Distrust  作詞:SAGE FRANCIS  作曲:SAGE FRANCIS 

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(Recorded Voice) You are listening to the heartbeat of the Sage Sage posses the newest and most revolutionary advance in split second presentation As well as split second calculation To protect the future of America The defense techniques of tomorrow had to be discovered now But Sage needed more than this New concepts, new tools, new weapons By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future (Sage Francis) I used to think that rappers had it figured out Brass Monkey, St. Ides, Old English, and Guiness Stout Once a man twice a boy with a choice of vice or voice of spite Not enough poisons to pick to enjoy this life Now I thought suicide was a suburban myth I couldn't see my own hands being the ones I'm murdered with That is until I travelled this world a bit I understand now if I lose my nerve I'll get the girl to do it! She heard the music but preferred the person, she's worth it The only one I left behind the curtain to work with Pushin' buttons and playin' with levers We'll stay together as long as I'm honest in my songs (Radio) Suckers never play this Scared shitless of dismissing clear channel playlists Poorly developed, yet highly advanced The black music intertwined with the white man's line dance (Recorded Voice) Supersonic, super destructive, seemingly unresistable On the job, around the clock, with 24 hour a day reliability Constantly monitoring, pulse-taking, controlling Into a continuous flow of interpretation, which could be understood at a glance (Sage Francis) It's not only a time I'm kept Busy with shivers and cold shakes Sitting on snow banks Waiting to be delivered some soulmates Or wait Lift and tuck my fate for several levels Fill my body till they send me an empty face with the head of devils My breath resembles the smell of flowers Yanked from life, placed in a vase Sits and wilts and watch 'em dies in the name of grave mistakes That we all make Believe that we're getting by treating ourselves wrong Throw me a reindeer John letter party And ill be there with bells on Hell spawn So if he calls the city hall They still got the gall


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