the weasel Lyrics

He's here today, what a day!

Know's no real from fake, what a way!

What a way to exist, what a game to explain!

Speak your piece, boy, please have a say!

'Till it's spitting back

Only then will it relax

Listen how the lips will smack

I really need that

I bleed that, like little raps

Pizzicato fiddle claps

Win the lotto with a bap

The boom is what I breeze past

To whom shall I leave that?

A legacy of brittle bones

Heard it in the feedback

A rosary of sinful tones

I really need that

A clean rap about the soil

'Till what I mean fat

They glean half my weight in toil

He's here today, what a day!

Know's no real from fake, what a way!

What a way to exist, what a game to explain!

Speak your piece, boy, please have a say!

He's here today, what a day!

Know's no real from fake, what a way!

What a way to exist, what a game to explain!

Speak your piece, boy, please have a say!

Trouble doubles up

I stumble over rubble clumps

It's nothing worth summing up

I humble up to see that

And read that as nothing tough

A pre-packaged bumble-fuck

Leaning on another crutch

The leg; I'm trying to sweep that

Don't try to sneak past

This palisade of scattered phrase

I really mean that

I had to say what's on my brain

I hope you feel that

A mean rap about the peaceful

In time reveals that

The free man the most deceitful

The weasel, the warrior

The evil is gleeful, its horrible

It's deplorable, it's deceitful

It's adorable, its the weasel

The weasel, the warrior

The evil is gleeful, its horrible

It's deplorable, it's deceitful

It's adorable, its the weasel

He's here today, what a day!

Know's no real from fake, what a way!

What a way to exist, what a game to explain!

Speak your piece, boy, please have a say!