"Scary Brittle Frame" lyrics

"Scary Brittle Frame"

Directly outside turdy locks
I gave a hand to broken clocks and fixed them
What a drip, man
Erected outside tower blocks
We're raising hands for choking cops for kicks and
Get a grip, man

Come on down, dreary, drippy drizzle rain
You're on your merry little way
It's not so obvious to be oblivious
In your scary brittle, in your scary

Deceptive bout size of the bouncer
Shave a head for snortin' coke and quick, son
You're a sick one
Perceptive pout size of the cancer
Shove aside a certain croak and quit some
Not just lit ones

Come on down, dreary, drippy drizzle rain
You're on your merry little way
It's not so obvious to be oblivious
In your scary brittle, in your scary brittle frame

Come on down from your dark cloud
Drippy drizzle rain
Calm down now, your bark is too loud
In your scary brittle frame

Come on down, dreary, drippy drizzle rain
You're on your merry little way
It's not so obvious to be oblivious
In your scary brittle, in your scary brittle frame

Scary brittle frame
Ha


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