Tekstovi: Bottle Rocket. Babble On.

What was that crack I made?
Swung a hammer wrapped in suede?
Like a lick from a lunatic beatnick
Knock you senseless as I Babble On
I strike between the lines
Hissing words in serpentine
Backbiter with an appetite
I coil and I rattle,
Then I Babble On
Every time I add a line,
I wish I could subtract.
Too late to take it back
Conversations in veneer
Sand 'em down,
They're insincere
Off guard,
Better check the cue card
Got ghostwriters for my Babble On
So I communicate
Intending to humiliate
On attack with a cardiac comeback
You take shelter,
I take Babble On
Every time I add a line,
I wish I could subtract.
Too late to take it back
And if talk is cheap
The price is high
When I let another arrow fly
Better to be seen and never heard
Then to Babble On with every word

What was that crack I made?
File a claim with medicaid
All my rumors spread like tumors
Tale and tattle,
Rant and rattle on
Ugly as the sun it is
Sold out to the slander biz
Gotta keep the tongue in line
Even fools seem wiser off the Babble On
Every time I add a line,
I wish I could subtract.
Too late to take it back
And if talk is cheap
The price is high
When I let another arrow fly
Better to be seen and never heard
Then to Babble On with every word
And if talk is cheap
Then why the thrill in an
Idle tongue that fires at will?
Better to be silent and be strong
Then to let my babble Babble On
Then to let my babble Babble On
Then to Babble On
James 12:18
Proverbs 12:18
Proverbs 17:28