The Preservation Society - 5 Karat Gold
This is my old fashioned nightmareScare flash on cold stare
The wind in this town, Wispy whispers whippin' round
A huff puff blow will you down
A sheep in wolves attire is a wolf, not a sheep
When thinking of meat makes them perspire
If it howls at the moon and hunts with a silver spoon
They'll ice you with friendly fire
This town will crush you, you know?
Tongues with eyes uncontrolled will spill what they hold
Uphold, uptight, vote right
5 Karat gold
A refined taste for blood, mud, gore
Two-faced tea time over an open sore
There's an elephant in the room and we all just assume
It won't fit through the door
With telescopes to our eyes
We all reach out to touch the elephant hide
But it's an inch too far away and we all still say
Don't that skin feel fine
This town will crush you, you know?
Tongues with eyes uncontrolled will spill what they hold
Uphold, uptight, vote right
5 Karat gold
Watch your back
I'll watch mine
Better break our necks
Then have gold that don't shine
This town will crush you, you know?
Tongues with eyes uncontrolled will spill what they hold
Uphold, upright, vote right
5 Karat gold
Written by:
Jess Heugel
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