Glue A Lot To Say
I found god in my boom box, hiding in the high hats
Trapped under filters and waiting for kickbacks
Or justice, plus it's, whatever comes first
We want the worst, to hurt less, and the best to work us up
Into frenzies, we'll be keeping it sharp
Trying to drive but the world has got me in park
My adrenaline gets me going, rolling through midnights
Into promises hands, where the failure has no rights
Or the chance for occupation, I'm done with aggravation
We don't need your separation; I'll bring the words and music
You bring the participation
For every syllable that's fitted to match, your sprit
I'll be filling you with groove, so catch the sequence
Glue is true life, as honest as it gets
Putting a bounce in your step and the love in your sex
We've got a lot to say
And even more to do
We've got 3 mins left
And then it's up to you
On the block where I live, it's all respect and peace
Trying to set examples by handing out strength to the weak
The peak isn't as far away as you might think
But it's takes more than contact highs and mixed drinks
You blink and it's gone, the stage and the lights
I gamble my moments but always betting on my life
While you sit and wait for the pawn to move itself
I've been hustling, investing in fresh air for health
Reasons like this, I'm seeing big waves to ride
Rare records to find, with history to realign
Tell a friend what you heard, that glue is on the way
With a budget of zero and 50 shows to play
It's the same old story, but it needs to be told
From orange county sun to the northeast cold
You can get an the mindless nonsense somewhere else
Cause here we try sneak experimental in on stealth
We've got a lot to say
And even more to do
We've got 2 mins left
And then it's up to you
I live to play favorites, in the smoky oxygen
Doing my best to sing, like I'm Van Morrison
Driving hard against the current with no sleep until Chicago
Then crash on the couch of my TBA vatos
We follow morals where religion is decision of self
Where you've been working towards heaven but existing in hell
I'm telling you, glue's seen the best
En route to something fresh we're headed Midwest
I never tempt fate, I respect her limits
Keep my hands to myself then fantasize to the image
Hold up love, it's never too late to manage
So focused on the punch, you can't feel the damage
It's hard to keep the monotony out of the picture
And quality was a looker and I admit that we miss her
But each time we deliver better ways and bigger sounds
She's one step closer to coming right back around
We've got a lot to say
And even more to do
We've got 1 mins left
Then it's up to you
We've got a lot to say
And even more to do
We've got 10 seconds left
And then it's up to you
We've got a lot to say
And even more to do
We've got no time left
Now it's up to you