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passalacqua - dead fish eyes كلمات الأغنية

[hook: mister]
i don’t know why they’re looking at me
i never met ’em but i’d swear we have beef
never tender never see the white t–th
i don’t know why they’re looking at me

[verse 1: mister]
when you mix leafy greens with a set of crooked t–th
its likely that a bit of kale will get caught in between
or spinach, or possibly arugula
first reason i’m thinking these goobers looking at me like i’m a minotaur
but i suppose they think that i’m such a bore
that they’d rather sit and pray i get replaced with some emo core
maybe a screamo-dork will be relief
from this suit and tie wearing geek rhyming for them on the floor
really its rhyming at ’em
they acting like they wanted odd future but got rod stewart and bryan adams
with sting singing to boot
to say they’re in a pot stupor is not an excuse (“i’m so high”)
the situation would improve if they didn’t feel the need to grimace at my every move
but that is simply what they do
dead fish eyes and ruffled brows are nothing new

[hook: blaksmith]
i don’t know why they’re looking at me
i never met ’em but i’d swear we have beef
never tender never see the white t–th
i don’t know why they’re looking at me

[verse 2: blaksmith]
i was at work, secretary of state, minding my business
writing a verse, at two places at once, defying physics
in my head i catch the holy ghost from something that i wrote
but i keep it to myself and don’t let anybody know
i’m scribbling on the back of somebody’s driver’s application
and to my imagination somebody’s looking down my throat
i’m wondering if this gentleman has asberger’s disease
or does he think i should be flipping hamburger’s with cheese
like an unsk!lled laborer, an affirmative action favor
i need some litigation i call sam bern and the team for intimidation
because this guy is all up in my face
then little d-cky says “well brent i don’t see the case”
now i’m feeling out of place this social awkwardness could die
with a headnod, or a ‘hi’, something refreshing: aqua mist
please fall back and hop off this before i go prime optimus
transform to beastmode with a cola smile and leak your confidence

[verse 3: doc waffles]
same old prom tuxedo…same old lonely gym
same old heaven spun metallurgy symposium
ashtrays were quickly stolen; the crab was imitation
ladies applied powder to trout mask replications
we take breakfast pastries and lace them with bad drugs
so a pop tart into the toaster’s like a toaster into the bathtub
blow exploding cinnamon filled bullets into your driest parts
steely eyed steer, water colory wyeth carc-ss
eat cake with bayonettes to throats, gl-ss of sparkly croaking
one last croquet then out through a gl-ss darkly coasting
with the same ice cream went to the moon with astronauts
my handicap scratch whether i’m nicotine patched or not
whether the man on my sweater is holding a polo mallet or not
these cold cut combos keep me homeostatic as f-ck
so grill me on the bus, i’m flashing back chicklets cause i’m baked
that look like those good light brown m&m’s that they used to make

[hook: doc waffles]
yo why you looking at me?
don’t even know you but i’d swear we have beef
never tender never show no white t–th
yo why you looking at me?

- passalacqua

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