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letra de übermensch - nick zazove

[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 s-x 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 h-ll, 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 gr-ss grove graph grows green in a snap!

[verse 2]
i go blitzkrieg, i’m not the type to f-ck 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 gl-ss 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
scr-pped 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 h-ll, 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 gr-ss grove graph grows green with a catch…

- nick zazove

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