Texty:
Artillery

the dome is how we warn a clone Born alone, the strength of God makes my mission higher They found a liar dead, strung up with fishin' wire The mystifier packin vocal artillery

Last night I had me a dream son The end of the world could be seen No sign of life could I feel son Nothing was what it had been Black as the night,

Jimmy, what's your vote? You don't have to repay them after all Jimmy told of those who'd been cheated But were never defeated just morally wrong Jimmy

Put it in the bag boys Said the petty thief I?m only gonna say it once So don?t play dumb with me Don't nobody make a move And don?t nobody speak Everybody

Yeah, one said to the other, "You'll never find another Now that you're on your own To discover you're nearly undercover Now that you're on your own,

I said, "I wanna, I wanna see you" I really meant, I wanna, I wanna leave you I said, "I wanna, I wanna touch you" I really meant, I wanna, I wanna punch

Temperamental editors Searching for the passion Overpaid and over-rated Looking for a cash in Yeah, it's too late If you want to read a little Useless

Who's gonna save us? Who's gonna save us? It?s all around me and I just don?t understand It seems all out of place now And I know it?s late but you know

for quiet murders Quick and violent murders I throw in some duckt tape if you thinkin that you wanna rob em first But lets get back to artillery I got