Busey Lyrics


FEAR

False Evidence Appearing Real

Quoting bullshit for mass appeal

FAILING

Find An Important

Lesson Inviting Needed Growth

Like in Dear John,

That's All She Wrote

Never Dip Lower Than You Can Dip

For Dipping is vital

To the way you do shit

Woah boy

Dont go out without that

Helmet capped upon your fat skull

You need those brains you imbicile

Fuck that

We need no advice

Till our gray matter is staring

Back at our face from the asphalt

Twitchy and unpredictable

Coke aint gonna help to regrow cells

Reduced to bolo

Big face and oh no

What the fuck---

Violent promo

Enhanced by the

Horrid expression on his face

The doctors have told me that I have

the energy of 10 men with

their noses deep in angel dust

like a chicken

With its head cut off

Spurting and squawking,

Dirty nasty slobs

SOBER Son of

A bitch---

Everything is REAL!

Cornfed Cornhole

Forcefed Morals

Now thinks he's a guru

When you get lost in imaginatory

vaugeness

Your foresight will

Become a nimble vagrant

Watch for the quadrangles hidden by

the verbs located in the sentence...

Like a lariat to the back of your legs