So we all just transports to the back rooms

the other side

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake 

Never seen a wall so high, 
Watch dogs around the clock 
Guards at every corner 
(And they don’t bother calling the coroner) 
Once a man gets locked inside 
He’s here ‘till the reaper knocks 
Or so they thought, till they saw one night
That man escape, and to this day
Every inmate knows his name

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake 

Legend has it he was raised in an attic 
Mom and dad could barely afford the same pattern 
Of asylum after asylum, praying to Poseidon 
To keep the darkness outside of him; CLASSIC
They say he never muttered a word 
Until the crucifix around the neck of a corrections officer 
Caught his eye, he said “My oh my, 
I think I just found my ticket out of Hell on earth.” 

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake 




It only takes a week or two 
To break a god-fearing man 
Ease him in with the smalltalk 
(And then plant ideas ‘till his ears fall off) 
Finlee played that guard like a fiddle 
Turned his own fears into a homing missile 
“Father, can you save my soul…” 
“First you gotta bring me a little C4”

Bang flash - take an educated guess 
How the blast didn’t singe a single hair on his chest 
He just stands in the rubble, beneath the floodlights 
When despite the chains on his feet and weak muscles 
He walked off, spawned a generation of knock-off 
Fanatics who got caught claiming they was raised in the attic 
To follow in the steps of a priest 
Who traded his fate for the depths of the sea 

Feet hurt, hands are dirty 
Warden said supper ends ‘round 5:30 
But I don’t think we need to 
Save him a seat tonight

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake

Father Finlee

Happiness is an Inside Job

IM FINE

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206: Act II

Raging on a Sunday

NIGHTMARES

i am a demon

LYRICS:

I credit this one to Frankie
My little luck is a lady
I have been counting my pennies just for safety, baby
Now all my wishing has paid off
I found a woman who's made of the purest shit on earth
I can’t believe it

You’re my slice of paradise that treats me nicer than the sunshine
You make me a rich man (rich man)
There’s happiness to buy, but I’ve got heaven right by my side

It’s just the simple joys of sitting in fire escapes
Drinking the days away
With just a little champagne and you
Kissing away our names
Counting the stars till late 
I wanna wake up every day to you
Say
I tell all my friends I’ll send them a postcard from wherever I end up
'Cuz you make me feel like I’m dreaming of paradise 
Here I come
You’re my little Elysium
You’re my little Elysium 

Dance in the kitchen to JT
Baby, I can’t stop the feeling
That loving you is so easy
Don’t you tease me, baby
Where is this love gonna take us
It might get ough, it won’t break us
‘Cuz diamonds we find in the rough are much more precious 

You’re my slice of paradise that treats me nicer than the sunshine
You make me a rich man (rich man)
There’s happiness to buy but I’ve got heaven right by my side

It’s just the simple joys of sitting in fire escapes
Drinking the days away
With just a little champagne and you
Kissing away our names
Counting the stars till late 
I wanna wake up every day to you
Say
I tell all my friends I’ll send them a postcard from wherever I end up
'Cuz you make me feel like I’m dreaming of paradise 
Here I come
You’re my little Elysium
You’re my little Elysium 

You’re my slice of paradise that treats me nicer than the sunshine
I’ve got heaven on my side when I hold you, my angel, so tight

It’s just the simple joys of sitting in fire escapes
Drinking the days away
With just a little champagne and you
Kissing away our names
Counting the stars till late 
I wanna wake up every day to you
Say
I tell all my friends I’ll send them a postcard from wherever I end up
'Cuz you make me feel like I’m dreaming of paradise 
Here I come
You’re my little Elysium
You’re my little Elysium 

Slice of paradise that treats me nicer than the sunshine
You make me a rich man
There’s happiness to buy, but I got heaven right by my side
I tell all my friends I’ll send them a postcard from wherever I end up
'Cuz you make me feel like I’m dreaming of paradise 
Here I come
You’re my little Elysium
You’re my little Elysium

grandson — drop dead (slowed + reverb)

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