Strawman - Billy Woods, Googie, Barrie McLain

Show was a bar and lounge

Root canal false crown

Roll through the dust bowl town windows down

True grit water for ground

So woke still got a chew stick

Good hair party was true Whig

Didn’t see any faces darkies was too quick

Susan Smith swimming out the whip

Endless pools Australian Rules

Genghis wept, Summer so cruel

Secrets kept carried like drug mules

Gave everything needle still ain’t move

Pray to your God’s or curse them

Buildings with grand chipped facades

Lefty so the grip was odd

Came up on the car feeling like Ahmadinejad

The walls talk don’t make it last

All’s lost won’t make it back

You’re fading fast into darkness

Responses, darkness locked and ready

Responses are heartless, but ya locked and ready

But ya locked and ready

The walls talk don’t make it last

All’s lost won’t make it back

You’re fading fast into darkness

Responses, darkness locked and ready

Responses are heartless, but ya locked and ready

But ya locked and ready

I’m a strawman argument

I’m a poshumous pardon

A dusty box of video game cartridges

Sitting in an empty apartment

Sparking like the wiring in a black church

Arson sky darken with black birds

Skies black as the iris

You can divide it

Information or silence

None the wiser come to find

That’ll be ya pitfall

Better pull that ripcord

It’s all gusto

There’s only a few people I could trust

And trust your gusto

Trust, it’s all gusto

Like I’m supposed to

I’m supposed to be

Well I suppose

Supposedly

I’m not supposed to

I’m not supposed to be

Yet never let it take control

I’m told

Ponder the lobster in a pot of warming water

Silver Elantra maijuana sauna

Telling the one about how there’s no dogs in Rwanda

Stingers to Unita coca paster to Contras

Gravediggin' fittin' to build me a monster

Lean sippin' slipping in and out of vision

Still steer the Oldsmobile game like Brazil

He wouldn’t be proud but I’m being real

Live at the BBQ Pernil on the grill

Sore losers detailing how they feel

Winners quick to run off the field like count it

Violate airspace I’m a down it

Street Teams of 90's heads running around frowning

Do a DVD talking wise outside

Your former public housing

I’m supposeed to

I’m supposed to be

Well I suppose

Supposedly

I’m not supposed to

I’m not supposed to be

Yet never let it take control

I’m told that

I’m supposed to

I’m supposed to be

Well I suppose

Supposedly

I’m not supposed to

I’m not supposed to be

Yet never let it take control

I’m told

The walls talk don’t make it last

All’s lost won’t make it back

You’re fading fast into darkness

Responses, darkness locked and ready (it's all gusto)

Responses are heartless, but ya locked and ready (it's all gusto)

But ya locked and ready (it's all gusto)