Cryptic One - 122112 lyrics

[Verse 1] Make your choice is it cold or hot shoulder Im sworn to secrecy, code of stock holders (We're doomed) Spit in the hand shake.. nose to foldgers Throw a little extra salt shaken over the shoulder f** grover Norquest and the waiter They lack that organ that rests north of the equator (We're doomed) Went off the radar Now here to cater Sauce with extra capers Now guess who caught the vapors? Nobody beats him But this ain't no competition Beware of the overflow in your pot to piss in And open up the window before you throw it out Could it be so simple To set fire to your doubts (We're doomed) Gods in the foxhole? Well devils in the details Dodge all the pot holes Pace of a sea snail They say that idle hands are the devils tools Well I wonder where we'll all be When the metal cools Its up to who? [Chorus] Its up to who? Its up to you? (We're doomed) You're such a fool [Verse 2] Avoid the head swell Dont listen to the chatter Dont deal with d**h well Or life for that matter (We're doomed) No chaperones In the depths of these catacomvs Seems that this mad hatter got pertinent data wrong (We're doomed) But he avoided execution Dilute polutants In search of retribution Lets the truth in In small doses Neurosis At the core Fog of war Its difficult to focus Boggled by the world as it topples Searching for solutions at the bottom of some bottles See the first one to fall was the first one to wobble Hit the throttle to avoid the impending boondoggle From the cobble stone streets to the green front lawn To the coddled and weak to the seasoned and strong They say that idle hands are the devils tools Well I wonder where we'll all be When that metal cools Its up to who? [Chorus] Its up to who? Really you? sh** we're all doomed We're all doomed We're all doomed (We're doomed) [Verse 3] Todays was the day that the mayans said Lying or procrastinating earthly doom that lies ahead (We're doomed) See the sillouettes… shapes of ravens Praying to the shaman for sunlight and safe haven (We're doomed) Instead got the dark grave and Just another brother in the midst of modern day slave trading They say that idle hands are the devils tools Well I wonder where we'll all be Once the metal cools These idle hands are the devils tools I wonder where we'll all be Once the metal cools Its nothing new