Nil by Mouth

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Nil by Mouth by Armand Hammer

Nil by Mouth Lyrics

[00:01.92] Nothing ever seems to get right, huh?
[00:06.15] But we're married
[00:09.25] You're always gone, and I'm all alone at night
[00:15.78] But we're married
[00:18.17] World eater, reaper
[00:20.26] Feed a cold, starve a fever
[00:21.88] Leader to unbelievers, but next to these brothers, I'm sounding like a preacher
[00:26.16] Next to these niggas, I'm looking like Madiba
[00:28.62] Your god died when they dammed Kariba
[00:31.12] Goddamn Rhodesia
[00:32.45] Armand Hammer acetone the aether
[00:34.55] A fistful of dollars, Ebenezer squeeze 'em
[00:37.28] In order to be free, I knew I needed to leave her
[00:40.46] Baldwin in Paris, my mind wanders, y'all might need a visa
[00:44.30] Don't lose yourself out here, it's finders keepers
[00:47.22] Crocodiles weeping while they eat your salty tears, order sweeter
[00:51.18] Friday night lights, cannibals fill the bleachers
[00:53.73] Read 'em they last rights, feed 'em to the creature
[00:56.59] Feed the monster, feed the meter
[00:59.35] Might do a couple few features
[01:01.44] Dead of night, open the deep freezer, bathed in light
[01:04.57] My days is short like December in Geneva
[01:07.67] Every day's a heist, carpe diem
[01:10.36] Crazy gas, low mileage
[01:12.86] I can't tell you the number, I have to dial it
[01:15.77] I can't tell you how to get there, but you can ride with (uh)
[01:19.16] Taste foul, but still ate like an alligator smiling
[01:23.27] I can't tell you the number, I have to dial it
[01:27.32] (The number you dialed is not a working number)
[01:29.20] I have to dial it
[01:32.93] World eater
[01:34.26] Could've left these micron dons and don divas to find the lion-hearted
[01:37.75] Don't get me started
[01:38.69] Self-made martyrs, drew self within margins
[01:41.34] Armand Hammer uncommon carnage
[01:43.33] Iran-Contra cadence, psychic karmic violence
[01:46.15] One-drop rule at the Radiotron
[01:48.31] Negro clash, how low can a punk get?
[01:50.89] "Chump," he said, "no fatigues and sneakers"
[01:53.37] Tattered-edge denim draped like pussy willow
[01:55.53] Went to sleep and dreamed of exploding beepers
[01:57.94] For who soever believe
[01:59.52] Wrong arm of the law, the reaper's reaching
[02:01.72] Been on a first-name basis with devils that hex correctly
[02:04.79] Your power's intermittent
[02:06.12] The flow like remote-control lightning
[02:07.94] I dice peppers and ginger, choking on Moonbow
[02:10.28] Future shock, boom, the room go
[02:12.25] Off everybody
[02:13.43] See the van cycling, sickling
[02:15.53] Guaranteed make 'em jump like Rod Strickland
[02:17.88] My days long like June in Helsinki
[02:20.09] The cat leg broke simply
[02:21.60] My gold fronts fell behind the radiator
[02:23.94] You can't pay me later
[02:29.57] Everything's wrong
[02:31.66] Nothing ever seems to get right, huh?
[02:36.10] But we're married
[02:38.73] You're always gone, and I'm all alone at night
[02:45.68] But we're married
[02:48.79] All I've got to look forward to is-
[02:53.06]

From the album: Mercy