"Mascot" lyrics

"Mascot"

What's the hotline for the recall?
I'm a no parachute Tom Petty in a freefall
I maxed out the RAM
My endocrine glands are shot
No sand in the sea wall
Flushed the toxins 'til the sign said "vacant"
Subprimal crisis, stuck with the payment
Push the primetime taglines out of phase and
Found nothing on the ship worth saving

Took a whole lotta shots
Straight from the dreadnought
Now I've got a new HVAC in the sweatshop
Had a screw loose but I'm back with the threadlock
Whoah, whoah

Lived through the crash
Patched up my headshot
Better wake the cast
I'm back in my guest spot
Never take the cash stashed in the mascot
Whoah, whoah

Spiderman kiss from a Pisces
Got my constellations aligning
Rewrite the manifesto
Hatch a new plan to make the armageddon retro
Crossed a few lines 'til the fines got pricey
Cost to exhume the gloom in my psyche
Looking like I'm past naptime on my ID
But the next smile won't be politely

Took a whole lotta shots
Straight from the dreadnought
Now I've got a new HVAC in the sweatshop
Had a screw loose but I'm back with the threadlock
Whoah, whoah

Lived through the crash
Patched up my headshot
Better wake the cast
I'm back in my guest spot
Never take the cash stashed in the mascot
Whoah, whoah

Took a whole lotta shots
Straight from the dreadnought
Now I've got a new HVAC in the sweatshop
Had a screw loose but I'm back with the threadlock
Whoah, whoah

Lived through the crash
Patched up my headshot
Better wake the cast
I'm back in my guest spot
Never take the cash stashed in the mascot
Whoah, whoah


Writer(s): Matthew Langston
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