x-files - timbuktu (of backburner) lyrics
[intro]
“you think i don’t know, huh? you think i’m just some ignorant pudknocker, don’t you? but i get it, man! i see what this is! they’re dropping agent orange, they’re putting radiation in little r-t-rded kids’ gonads! you sons of b-tches sneaking around my woods at night– i seen you. you think i don’t know?”
[verse 1: timbuktu]
another unsolved mystery,from the [?]
bums drinking listerine
last seen climbing into my limousine
disappear ’em from the streets now they’re soylent green
i’m mr. clean, with the bleach and the fresh cuisine
misdemeanors with the cleaver and the guillotine
non-believers, if you sleep have a creepy dream
i’m [?] more [], then evil beings
fifth dimension apparitions on the mezzanine
don’t have to mention i’m [?] by the ent-ty
not pretending, i’m presenting with telepathy
kinda pent-up and resent what my obsessions be
the mother-ship is gonna land in schenectady
them other kids are witnesses so wipe their memory
the military’s gonna harness these abilities in secret facilities
until we need to k!ll or until we reach senility
[hook]
tall props to moon-men, mutants and reptiles (-scratching- over x-files)
small pox, swine flu, infusion with west nile’s (-scratching- over x-files)
kudos to wolfmen, chilling in exile (-scratching- over x-files)
proof that a tin-foil hat is a fresh style
[verse 2: chokeules]
what evil lurks in the shaddows, boxing
deep in your closet or beneath the box-springs
you never know, mothman’s offspring
loch ness, or the god-d-mn swamp thing
i want real talk, not truthiness
questions with answers like (“who’s the dopiest?”)
hah! looks like there must be a cover-up
yup. they didn’t want you to discover us
what? you think my paranoia’s run amok
time to take these kids to school like i’m uncle buck
forget a shuttle buss, i’ll make your bubble bust
temper’s short like the barrel on a blunderbuss
the dark side of amus-m-nt park rides
use screws loose, soon the sparks fly
and i’ll be digging through the archives
’til i find what lies beneath their bizarre lives
[hook]
[verse 3: d-sisive]
with noting but a pistol and jewels, intuition
i tip-toe through a dark room and listen
for sounds and movements, breaths and footsteps
door slams, window locks i’m shook, yes
but keep my composure,a soldier i stay
gun raised in front of my face
is what i think before my eyes
or is it the fear that distorts my sight?
a blurry silhouette of a thin build
with a moon-shaped head, it’s tip tilts
i squint to observe other details
the fear that i feel keeps me still
this is no gordon shumway family sitcom
but i am the feline sacrificial
try to pull the trigger but i’m frozen
wondering where the f-ck tim and choke’s went?
[hook]
[outro]
“this is deep. your message is out there”
“the truth is a virus” “oh, god”
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