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letra de searchlights and suspects - kill the vultures

manic mindstate pills feed
panic crime rate k!lls
eyes dilate; planet vibrates ‘n sits still
why wait ‘til the thumbs up greenlight?
dumbstruck, don’t seem right
still tryin’ to get they dump truck unstuck each night

cheap life s-x sells half price damaged goods; beat wife
three strikes; caught you one mo ‘gain with that peace pipe; sleep tight
dirt bags are we; had me hooked from the first drag; i’m free
sold my birth tags now i curse at the street; lurk past the scene

work fast as thieves; bloodhounds turned loose after me
heard the news didn’t know which words to use; stashed the key
gravity shakes now/ broke loose, atrophy breakdown
point at what ain’t there/ blank stare, p-ssively make rounds

7 mile pile-up; sitting ducks single-file; stuck
car wreck; scarred flesh; the hard rest has defiled us
garbage in the wild dust blowing halo’s round the angels
harvest moon plays us all like puppets ‘fore the day folds

brain doesn’t work right/ trust what my gut says
sleep every third night/ search lights and suspects
our hands have earned stripes/ ‘x’s’ marked blood red
bonfires burn bright/ search lights and suspects

second hand smoke corodes the minute hand stroke
congested and broke/ orphans pray while the timid man chokes
mildew fills through black lungs/ shilouette still moves where the hats hung
tennants don’t last long here/ they all live amongst the last ones

marie tiptoes through the windows/ nightgown and oil lamp
tempting all the widows with symbols of the tinfoil tramps
suicide kings movin’ by/ even the bluest eye blinks
who am i? thinks the fool/ wise man takes a drink in his stool and sinks

my photographs are figures framed and fading
i figure fame is waiting center stage where they got n-gg-rs chained, parading
the liquor stains the painting/ old maids faint, arms flailing
look in the cage, winter fades/ our daydreams are derailing

the train goes sailing past with gray ghosts scaling back
they feed the furnace h-llfire/ well wired boxcars trailing last
reminds when the church bells first fell down into the nursery
the earth swelled/ heard yells then silence was our virgin piece
rain-soaked paper read that the day closed with another plain-clothed cop holding heads over bridges by they ankles ‘til they drain cold blood from the same hole that he put in they frame where’d his aim go?

bleach in the shot gl-ss watch me walk past/ talk trash/ down the hatch reach for the cash d-mn he shot back draws fast for a off-cat landrymat hustler with his mom’s name tatted on fat

stuck with a stiff hand ‘bout to fold in the face of the devil waiste deep in the quicksand
hit me with a proposition said i got to listen/ i’m a let you live and throw in a pot to p-ss in
ain’t a d-mn thing free what you want from me/ i already know it sure as h-ll ain’t gonna be cheap

no alarms no surprises when he say that he want my soul even had the nerve to throw some dough behind it

up to my neck not much time left thinking ‘bout how the devil ‘bout to watch my death
so what’s its gonna be light’s out or life now? i can give you anything you want if you run with me
i said i made my mind up take my hand get me out this jam// don’t just stand there help me climb up
devil reached down/ pulled him in/yelled see you in h-ll/ watched him drown/ let him sink down

- kill the vultures

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