Tiger Tank

Was it my teeth or my tongue lifted "Glue shot your lips, let us take a rest" Oh, my mouth is a factory for every toxic part of speech I spew Late, languorous, and afraid to ask Caught my reflection in some sea-washed glass Oh, my face is unable to convey how very awfully I'm doing Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Laugh out of habit at the lump schematics I smoked my senses, it made me so demented I see me and you with the kennel cough Signaling the sleuth of the trail we trot Expansion rattles out this old lump Bats get bristled, the imps heat up Spoon out the sweet stuff for street-wise smut Oh, my gut absorbs the fiercest blows You never thought you'd have to throw Oh, oh, oh-whoa, whoa, whoa, oh Laugh out of habit at the lump schematics My psychic tenses make me so defensive I see me and you in the tiger tank Swimmin' as they yowl, soon they're tearing us Limb from every limb to the kennel cough Limb from every limb to the- Don't even care if they take my legs I've limped before, I could limp again Though my limp is not able to display how very awfully I'm doing