Brass Tax
- The Honey Clock
- Jan 11
- 1 min read
See it in my posture
Read each and every queue
Have the same love for Jesus
As I do the Filthy Few
The reaper on speed dial
The Taming of the Shew
A Borderline bitch
The only fucking clue
I did some 180's
Cause I couldn't choose
Between Zeus and Hades
And Rumpelstiltskin
Killed my babies
But didn't leave me
With an ounce of gold
So I gotta a gun
Became bold
The same year
My heart turned cold
Hippy turned anarchy
A true fuckin' rebel
Set the world on fire
Then hug the fuckin' devil
Wait patiently
For the dust to settle
Before I laid the sod
Knowing I'm good and evil
Won't put on a facade
Cause I plan on discussing
My brass tax with God