Snake Oil Songtext
von billy woods

New boss same as the old boss
He who hold the sky aloft
Dark, barking moors
Paradise lost in a shower of sparks
War planes screaming into the night
It rains on the just and unjust alike
Butane flame, nimble fingers, thin meth pipe
You guessed right! Psyche
See him with folk squinting into skull eyes of black dice
Improvised explosive device
Now you see the light
White, phosphorus bright
Black truck, black Moses, black tar
Sucked out black oceans
Diesel fuel chokin'
Blacks in the end-zone, gyrating and boasting
Sawed-off shotgun broke open
Laid across his lap
Woke to footsteps approaching


You know me
Meet the new me


My supplier got rich and quit
Tucked his hat brim as he dipped
Looking back like might let something slip
But thought better
I got a mismatched assortment of half measures
Contents under pressure
Empty-handed angry beggar
Rubber-banding sunken treasure
No problem with you, for the record
But never say never
Thick as flies in the sky
Bombers let fly
Who lives lives, who dies dies
Minimum wage to keep the fry on high
Rag soaked in turpentine
Every night polish rhymes
Till CO see my black scowl in the shower
Head on swivel
Prosthetic hand on pistol
Ham on grittle
Riblets and gristle
Found me in the woods
Fire low, roach little
Eyes aglow
Mouth full of riddles