P.o.s.

P.o.s. - Duct Tape lyrics

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[First Verse]

In fuzzy focus, he sees downtown

A blue pick-up that's kinda rusted

Mystery formed a process of pain with faces dusted

Or a red cap to a crack vial in front of a crack pipe

He sees a cat on it's last life

A Father, never mistaken for a dad

Never mistaken by a guy that never had

He sees Heaven's fallen angel place a hand upon a mother

and wipe the tears away

Tell 'em it will be alright (alright!)

So, sleep tight, cus sleep might

Be the perfect escape for a man who leaves you in the night

So, sleep soundly and sleep good

It's the last words before he clips his wings for good

Arch-Angelic, My chemical hard apprenticeship

You can't learn to be outspoke by another marksman's shit.

That's inherent

It's build things or hop in the crosshairs.

Hard to kill an Angel, that's apparent.


[Chorus]

Mama drinks pepsi, Papa drinks gin

Papa gets drunk and a relationship begins

Papa, lady, Liquor form a love that won't break

Mama caught them cheating, it was too much to take

Baby had an angel, baby had a dad

Baby had nothing but a reason to be mad

But Baby's got a Mama and a roll of duct tape

and that's something, They got a love that won't break


[Second Verse]

Bringing it right back to the wrong fucking side of a man

Bringing it right back to a psalm and a backhand

A sad man, got up, waited by a trash can

What is he? Five or six years old?

There is no angel no more

Just a Devil with a jones that he can't stand.

A level pass high, passed by, he can't land.

Last chance, Last chance, last possible second to advance.

But you left him in the distance, nothing but resistance

Nothing but pissed pants and anger

How can you explain that you're dead when you're a stranger.

You talk to it, you dodge bullets, thank god you're swift

They cough up blood and choke on it

You're not needed, you're not welcome back here in Minneapolis

You're not worth shit, you're not worth shit, You're not worth shit

Put that in your crack pipe and smoke it the fuck up

Alright


[Chorus]

Mama drinks pepsi, Papa drinks gin

Papa gets drunk and a relationship begins

Papa, lady, Liquor form a love that won't break

Mama caught them cheating, it was too much to take

Baby had an angel, Baby had a dad

Baby had nothing but a reason to be mad

But Baby's got a Mama and a roll of duct tape

And that's something, they got a love that won't break


[Whispered Chorus]

Drinks Pepsi, Drinks Gin

Gets Drunk, Begins

Papa, Lady, liquor form a love that won't break

It's too much to take (to take)

Had an Angel, had a Dad

Baby had nothing but a reason to be mad

and a roll of duct tape

and that's something

They got a love that won't break (won't break)


[Modified Chorus and Outro]

Mama drinks pepsi, Papa drinks gin

Papa gets drunk and a relationship begins

Papa, lady, Liquor form a love that won't break

Mama caught them cheating, it was too much to take

Baby had an angel, baby had a mom who could take the pain for him

Duct Tape, Duct Tape, Duct Tape, Duct Tape

Tape It, Tape it up, Tape it up, Tape it up, Duct Tape
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Language: English

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