Hairbrain Scheme – Crack In The Streets lyrics

Were all gonna rise from a crack in the streets.
Were gonna bite a fat hole inside the sole of the bourgeoisie.
Its gonna be a reckless form of the crude-eat-all.
When it all goes down, Im gonna make you dance.
Ive got a bladder full of waste that I wanna expel.
It will go in one ear and out the other, but HELL!
I will have pissed right through your brain, a melodic refrain.
To touch me right now youd need a helium tank.
YEAH YEAH YEAH!
Chorus> Were all a work of art. Were begging to depart.
An Easter egg of death. An insurrection.
Theres no place to hide. In you I must confide.
The turning of the tide. Ill make you pigs my bride.
Were all gonna rise from a crack in the streets.
Were gonna tear a fat rip inside your Acura seats.
Were gonna take the fucking bull by the horns.
Were gonna rip it apart.
Wont bide the breadth of the ride. No need to split or apologize.
Wild on an insurance waiver-a-rama
Marathon latte for the early birds. Lets start today!