Bradley Layne - Übermensch lyrics

[Verse 1] It's a cold retribution for the slick jousting of monikers Courtesy, your innards drilling Faustuses in chroniclers Nothing ever changes on the top rung, tilled by Roving Trojans ogling agrostis by the checkered gonfalon Blobbing hymns, drip out of the creases till it's contradance Bob your hands to locomotive circles 'round the common man I dig the Velvet Underground, I'm spat out at Gargantua Look at me, I'm ash to dust and back before the axiom I split to three, the bloodhound, the shucked crown, the animus Who musketeer their hiccups before diaphragms dispatch the crutch (Who am I?) The plague between your left index and greenest thumb Pointing at the crown before the bloodhound defeats the numb (Here we go) two knives to chew before the gums retract: My soles trudged through the track before the Sex Pistol's trigger snapped One life to lose, the other cracks behind a drama mask Drifting off to solitude before I rig the polygraph [Chorus 1] Then I go to sleep to later wake up in vaudeville With an aural defect and auroral vision I can't escape hell, I'm the missing link... Us sluiced humans either capsize or float on the ink... I can't escape... [Bridge 1] Zombie conglomerate, wrath infectious slitter bedlam We dance with the chimeras but never siphon the venom I'll maunder 'till mother muse depicts a simple path Where the gra** grove graph grows green in a snap! [Verse 2] I go blitzkrieg, I'm not the type to f** with in captivity Stockholm Pegasus laced with your brain activity Once the world collapses into you, I am the nightmare Outward simmers open fields of gla** hammers and light air High strike emissary, shrine snuggles with timeshares Chained to the rooster every morning like a chi square Cityscape roped to cartoon rockets at the science fair Scrapped from scandent veins who lace the watershed with private prayers Fare is six-dollars fifty on that iron horse Strident force, guilt-trip - Penny Lane, diamond corpse Gun claps, 50/50 split between the virgin legs Once the finance stabs him in the gut, seppuku serves to pledge (Cerberus), curb a rusty nail or any deb to bed To settle down with credible dissension from a sea of red One life to gain back, the other writes my end demise Just another day where hearts and heads reverse their enterprise [Chorus 2] So then he goes to sleep to later wake up in vaudeville With an aural reinforcement and auroral pigment He can't escape hell, he's the missing link A sluiced cat can never capsize or float on the ink He can't escape [Bridge 2] Colliery deposit, slog invented city spectrum We kowtow to the chimeras and cannot resist the venom I'll saunter with lover muse, until I feel relaxed Where the gra** grove graph grows green with a catch...