My Murder, My Love (Explicit)

My Murder, My Love - The Coup

Well i've spoke the name of the lord in vain

In gunpowder and flame

And I've vomited slang in porcelain

And then claimed it was champagne

And I can rhyme silk with cigarettes

I can rhyme Jack Daniels with triumph

But no sentence I could spit could've shifted events

In the back of that plymouth reliant

And philosophy

Is calculated to be worth its weight in air

But the way you told me to f**k myself

Well the words had a certain flair

I hope he fits the tux

I am just a man in flux

Let me clarify things with the way I strut

So I can shout with my mouth shut

My murder my love

What were the cookies made of

My murder my sweet

What kind of pills did we eat

My murder my love

What were the cookies made of

My murder my sweet

What kind of pills did we eat

The machinery of lamps in the sky tonight

Unfurl above electric lies of light

C'mon grip me tight against the wall

Where the cusswords piss and masterpiece fight

I'm alive through the power of explosion:

Colt 45 and a busted trojan

Motion is evidence of belief

Especially with the world's most beautiful slogan

Applause from the mannequins should be ignored

Look for the harmony of pen and sword

Statues of our heroes turn to dust

We sing to snort the dust up off the floor

I hope he fits the tux even mountains are in flux

Let us clarify things with the way we strut

So we can shout with our mouths shut

My murder my love

What were the cookies made of

My murder my sweet

What kind of pills did we eat

My murder my love

What were the cookies made of

My murder my sweet

What kind of pills did we eat