Those who recline on beds of ivory
And sprawl on their couches,
And eat lambs from the flock
And calves from the midst of the stall...
[Read twice]
Gotta' phone call
Said hello
No one was there...
Gotta' text
Your data's low
And my cupboard's bare...
Some are rich
And got no worry
Sleep peacefully at night
I gotta' twitch
My eyes are blurry
Can't sleep day or night...
Silent lambs
Begin to shriek
Watch with wild eyes
They turn into wild beasts
Disappear before sunrise ...
Amos Amos
Royal Crown and Moon Pies
Amos Famous Amos
Lick honey off tanned thighs
Amos Amos
Got sawed off shotguns
Amos Famous Amos
The Hippocrites:
See how they run...
Hehehehehehehe!
[gun shots...]
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*From the Book of Amos
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