Busdriver - Mr. Mistake (Bested By the Whisper Chasm) lyrics

Wielding racy aphorisms I Billy club your color line Refusing to join forces with your indie-stud wunderkind I rather embrace what your city slum undermines And encourage the idiom bump-and-grind Sickly glum of unbu*toned minds I prime my condemned shell to excrete A lithium honey wine for you frowning f#$%s When trend arbitrators present my tortured lore adorned Gags are soaked in chloroform You get the same if you're poor in form With your flip full-tuck and triple-lutz into this icy brook War is sworn on my forlorned psyche's soot (chorus) I've got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make How can you believe that I'm not a waste of space Oh I'm sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face But how can I speak your language When I don't know my own I've got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make Your eroded innards are my favorite place Oh I'm sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? Too self-a**ured to ever treat her well (Kiss the off-colored tree frog) We turn into black Kebler elves Opposite elephants on sea-saws Android man-boy befriends the chic, mod tinker bell Then runs away from home until my knees throb Sneakers smell 'Til my every tirade activates Jihad sleeper-cells 'Til flag wavers say, 'please God we need your help' Still I'm precarious and flat-footed Like you're arrogant at a gun show I holler at your Marilyn Monroe With declarative mumbo-jumbo my narrative unfolds To a housed narcissism Parented by a bum hole I cling to pointless ventures And inveigh buoyant pest verve I s** (chorus) I've got people to disappoint I've got mistakes to make How can you believe that I'm not a waste of space I'm sorry to disappoint I seldom save face But how can I speak your language When I don't know my own I got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make Your eroded innards are my favorite place Oh I'm sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? It's unfitting but I stay all pensive and meek In cities where girls dress Greek And food's too expensive to eat And n***as g**n on Sesame Street I got too many requests to meet I got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make How can you believe that I'm not a waste of space Oh I'm sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face But how can I speak your language When I don't know my own I got people to disappoint, I got mistakes to make Your eroded innards are my favorite place Oh I'm sorry to disappoint, I seldom save face How can I speak your language? How can I speak your language? (4moretimes)