Atlatl Songtext
von Bhi Bhiman
Atlatl Songtext
Relax with the wax
They′re putting' Lionel down on vinyl
The blood bank stickup went along without a hiccup
We jumped in the truck with a clucking′ mucky duck
And then we fostered a plan
You talk a lot about about killin', killin'
But then there′s being killed, too.
You went out to battle with a broken atlatl
And the natives are coming for you
The tissue′s not the issue
Its a matter of the latter
Carradine's a choker, I could broker any batter
I could sell ice to an Eskimo
In fact I think I done it before
You talk a lot about about killin′, killin'
But then there′s being killed, too.
You went out to battle with a broken atlatl
And the natives are coming for you
You sprung a little hole in your dingy
There's a ringing in your ears and you′re drinking it dry
The banjo strummer with the mean clawhummer
Got a couple nasty licks for I
Ain't nobody want a nice hot toddy
You drink it through your face and release it through your body
I learned a little trick about arithmetic
If you ain't got no money you don′t need to know why
Relax with the wax
They′re putting' Lionel down on vinyl
The blood bank stickup went along without a hiccup
I could sell ice to an Eskimo
In fact I think I done it before
You talk a lot about about killin′, killin'
But then there′s being killed, too.
You went out to battle with a broken atlatl
And the natives are coming for you
They′re putting' Lionel down on vinyl
The blood bank stickup went along without a hiccup
We jumped in the truck with a clucking′ mucky duck
And then we fostered a plan
You talk a lot about about killin', killin'
But then there′s being killed, too.
You went out to battle with a broken atlatl
And the natives are coming for you
The tissue′s not the issue
Its a matter of the latter
Carradine's a choker, I could broker any batter
I could sell ice to an Eskimo
In fact I think I done it before
You talk a lot about about killin′, killin'
But then there′s being killed, too.
You went out to battle with a broken atlatl
And the natives are coming for you
You sprung a little hole in your dingy
There's a ringing in your ears and you′re drinking it dry
The banjo strummer with the mean clawhummer
Got a couple nasty licks for I
Ain't nobody want a nice hot toddy
You drink it through your face and release it through your body
I learned a little trick about arithmetic
If you ain't got no money you don′t need to know why
Relax with the wax
They′re putting' Lionel down on vinyl
The blood bank stickup went along without a hiccup
I could sell ice to an Eskimo
In fact I think I done it before
You talk a lot about about killin′, killin'
But then there′s being killed, too.
You went out to battle with a broken atlatl
And the natives are coming for you
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