Chris Conley - John McClane lyrics

[Keyboard Intro] [Verse 1: Max Bemis] Tiny man, chubby man A trembling, scruffy, lazy man Sculpting with my puffy hands An idol to my pride's demands Tonight, a need to be redeemed I'm in the nude, inhaling ice cream Talking to my dogs [Pre-Chorus 1: Max Bemis] See something I can believe in It's just the jolt that I'm needing Chew at the seam of this fracture It's just the freedom I'm after One night I'll fail to remember One night apart from my gender No phallic need for ambition Help me escape from this kitchen [Chorus: Max Bemis] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm wasted, I'm wasted, I'm wasted, I'm wasted Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm wasted, I'm wasted, I taste it [Verse 2: Max Bemis] Tiny mind, tiny mind Someone flog my tiny mind Internet has humped me blind "I think I smoked too much this time!" I hear the call of something pure Luring me out of my door So I'm headed out now [Pre-Chorus 2: Max Bemis] Into the throb of no-culture Into the wreckage of altars An altered state, and an ending No petty, putrid pretending Let's band together and belt it Out to the marrow, they melted You've got a finger, now use it No need for ambivalent music [Chorus] [Harp Interlude] [Outro: Max Bemis, Chris Conley, Matt Pryor] And she said "You rode my tongue like a tab of poison I'm gonna wake with an anvil brain And if you want, stumble home with me, boy I'll be the Ripley to your John McClane, oh God Amnesia is a revelation I chew the root and the White House burns And as my eyes tumble back in my head My fate erupts, and my insides churn you out"