ARMORED SAINT LYRICS

1. Loose Cannon

Get in your bubble then you travel
At lightning pace for the day
Your self importance and disregard implies
Better get out of my way
A hectic morning and awful planning
Again you're running late
So laws don't apply
And people can drive like shit you do

Regardless of all
Your lack of respect is a chain and ball
When behind the wheel
Out there dragging your loose cannon
Regardless of all
The dangers will rise and victims fall
When behind the wheel
Out there dragging your loose cannon

Yeah cause and effect
With someone self absorbed as this
Dancing from bullets yet getting away
Avoiding every single near miss
Demented odyssey
Gets a rise from everyone you meet
So rules don't apply
And you continue to drive like shit you do

A bottomless pit
Is where victims fall

Get in your bubble then you travel
At lightning pace for the day
Your self importance and disregard implies

2. Head On

Loss of nerve man
Ain't no way to make wrongs right
Never want to seek competition
But don't you stand to close to my knife
I got a lot of thorny thoughts
Gong banging 'til my arms are shot
Poor friendless Raymond I give all I got

I won't roll over
I won't play dead
I won't keep dining on the insides of my head

Like an ol' dog
With no burden of ignorance
Never want to make lame excuses
Or keep my nose in the air like a prince
Some terrible beauty
Like Machiavelli
Poor friendless bastard
But I've got a skeleton key

And I won't roll over
I won't sit down
I'll keep on following the scent like a driven bloodhound

Be the real deal
If it hurts at least I can feel
An easy target without a weapon
Sometimes wound too tight
But I'm digging in with all of my might
And I'll plunge into life head on
head on head on
head on head on
Head on

I won't roll over
I won't play dead
I'd rather take it from the hands of some villain instead

Be the real deal
Every injury is gonna heal
So bring on the bite from any python
Sometimes wound too tight
But I won't go down without a good fight
And I'll always plunge into life head on

3. Left Hook From Right Field

Looks like I'll burn at the stake and you'll float
Unless I swim across this holy moat
you say your castle's the only way
To gain access through the heavenly gates

Rabble rouser rabber rouser
Stirring up doubt wherever I turn
Pedaling fast pedaling slow
just to get away
it's a lot of energy just to not get saved

Ruined
I is a goner

Left hook from right field
Left out with no appeal
You think I'm not getting into heaven
Left hook from right field
Left to rot and no last meal
You know I'm not getting into heaven

your approach is politely rude
And such a condescending view
Other beliefs are invalid
Convert if I want to raise from the dead

You want this you need this
you want this you need this
this whole thing is making me tired again
God does this God does that
What has he done
All these preachy people make me haul ass and run

Ruined
Apparently I am a goner

Left hook from right field
Left out with no appeal
You believe I'm not getting into heaven
Left hook from right field
Left to ponder why I ain't healed
I guess I'm not getting into heaven

It's not between some so called father and I
It's not between me and some deity in the sky
Whether my heart is good
it's good
it's not between some so called father and I
it's not between me and some deity in the sky
Whether my soul is good
It's a competition with myself

Left hook from right field
they're not letting me into heaven
Left hook from right field
left out with no appeal
I'm being turned away from heaven
Left hook from right field
Left out with no appeal
You believe I'm not getting into heaven..heaven
Left hook from right field
Left to fight without a shield
I guess I'm not getting into heaven
Heaven..Heaven..Heaven

4. Get Off The Fence

Get off the fence
Free fall on one side
To meet the end
A waffle effects pride
Get off the fence
You typed out the email
Now just push send
And deal with decision made

It's consequence
So handle it right or wrong
Get off the fence
And let go of the bong
You've made your bed
So sleep in it peacefully
And get off the fence

Direct or indirectly your fault
Straddling the wall you can't have it all no

Well get off the fence
Or run the risk of being named
Yellowish
Fractured beat and tamed
Get off the fence
Flash a crooked smile
And then ascend
Mile after mile

Significance
Don't live like a tumbleweed
Get off the fence
Just blowing in the breeze
I'll make a bet
You'll feel much more relieved
So get of the fence

Direct or indirectly your number's called
Preparation always will help to avoid pitfalls
Get off the fence

In this kangaroo court
You can't be wishy wash
You'll never be taken serious
I little bit morally rotten
Keeps you from hitting the bottom
The dearly departed won't make a fuss no

Get off the fence
Oh the ghost of yesterday
Get off the fence
Enjoys stepping in your way
Get off the fence
Put your put your business in the street
Get off the fence
Ah take a bow at the meet and greet

Direct or indirectly you can
Face the music like a confident medicine man
In the end ain't different than now it began
Of you're on the fence

Get off the fence

5. Chilled

I say goodbye to my favorite time of day
Watch the sun drop and dusk fade
Another two dozen hours go by
And times going quicker at forty five
When I was young I wanted life to go fast
Always in a hurry to see what's next
Maybe if I could slow time down
I might shake loose this reoccurring frown

Vacuum me in a deep freeze

Calling a truce with this ghost that I fought
And just chill with what I got
Breaking it down to see where I stand
It's all pretty grand

Periodically I find myself pissed off
Though never quite sure about which I bug caught
Very few things in my life are bad
Some bad shit happens to that other half
Don't want to appear that I ain't grateful
It's all gravy when you terminate the bull shit
Hurdles that come up running the track
Are best dealt with a calm state of attack

Rest assured so be understood
It's all pretty good

Feet planted on my own holy land

6. La Raza

Devastated in the land
Devastated in the land
Devastated in the land
Where I hold my daughters hand
Man I really hate it
Boy I really hate it
No fanfare required
Upright man your starting to tire

Some folks know what I mean
Cause they're turning blue white turning green

The race to find space and oil
Is gaining ground gaining ground
Human race may come to a boil
Come on jump in the pot

We are wreaking havoc
Completely wreaking havoc
Yes we're wreaking havoc
Like a cheap shot at the back
Really is pathetic
Utterly pathetic
Coming full circle now
Close the curtains don't take a bow

Some folks know what I mean
And this can of worms is opening

The race to find space to breathe
Is harder now, harder now
Human race you make me grieve
For the things that you do

Some freaks don't give a damn
And they are the ones threatening man

The race to portray yourself as somebody who cares
Separates yourself from someone who's willing to dare
To race to embrace a kiss
Is what we need what I need
Human race you'll get through this
You always do

7. Black Feet

Barely rise in the morning need my serving plate
Hoping that an intervention won't greet me this day
Have the strength of a newborn once was a lion here
Counting down the sins of my mother and fathers fears

Oh been humbled every waking hour
Is that chariot a comin' to devour
Wish my three offspring would get off my back
And let this mini pill quickly take effect

Time to sleep
Time to dream
Now

Got me on the ropes
Running out of hopes
I'm a model citizen don't you know

But these black feel won't connect to legs

So I struggle to walk now and I struggle to stand
And I barely have any feelings within both my hands
Bodies breaking down been depleting for years
And I'd love to figure out what you said but I can't hear

In my own undoing all the effort is gone
I wonder if the motivation button was ever on

8. Little Monkey

Bully around the kids on the school yard
Threw all that weight around
Put the hee bee jee bees in to someone
Sure way to earn that crown

Boy now a man but I use that word lightly
Punk ass is more your style
No compliments for all this bravado
A tub of shit in a pile

Piled high
Sky high
Your throne
Pig sty

Little money, little monkey
I really think I smell something funky
Little monkey biggest dummy
You fooled'em all but I must have been lucky
Little monkey never funny
Your true colors beam in the sunshine
Little monkey little monkey
I'll cut down your vine

Hollywood mogul making B movies
Award winners they are not
A ton of attitude for a whole lot of nothing
Small penis king of the lot

You started as a prick and you stay consistent
But assholes got room to grow
Hard to tell which is getting bigger
Your belly or your ego

Ego
Oh know
Big deal
You've blown

I'll get a punch in your face if I'm lucky
Little monkey little monkey
I'll watch as you fall from the sidelines
As I cut your vine

I'll chop down your vine
I'll chop down your vine
I can't stand your whine
You do it all the time
I'll chop down your vine
I'll chop down your vine
You dirty slime

9. Blues

Would you feel shallow if I cast your thoughts aside
Or pick yourself up and dust off that dirty hide
The game we play together ain't a typical run and hide
Would you mind a lot if I join you
From out of the blue I get a gushing bloody nose
The only way to clean myself is wash it with the garden hose
Each move I make will take the best curve I throw
But my friend that might still not be enough bro
Would you mind much if I join you

Yeah
Would you mind a lot if I join you

Yeah
Would you mind a lot if I join you
Is it farfetched if I join you
Is it mindless if I join you
Time to boogie California

You can try to escape but that shell you're in is still there
Now matter how far you go in your mind and your soul
You're still in there

It's useless
Futile and useless
Futile and groundless
And there ain't a damn thing left now

But never the less
Would you mind much if I join you
Would you mind much if I join you
Is it mindless if I join you
Yes it's mindless but I warned you

10. Bandit Country

I don't think that we'll last as burns
But as brigands we can give it a try
Trudging through life's distraction
Here's to some mud in your eyes

Meander in a three dimensional world
In a salad bowl of racial genes
She's knitting my doom with a hook for a hand
And a smirk that's so pristine

Dirt thick as cake batter
Covering wounds and skin
Mother Mary our common thread
And next of kin

Wake up quick
Wake up sick
Bandit bandit
On easy street

A prude beneath my rapist fur
Sweet as a bag of splendor
Quite at home in bandit country
Always told smug aren't ya

To strangers I'm adored to ignored
From pity to pure disgust
We lay in pollute this makeshift bed
But we never ever ride the bus

Fierce like a badger
Snapping from a case of rabies
The launching pad to deliver this load
Is all I see
Wake up quick
Wake up sick
Bandit bandit
King of the street

MIA is my partner in crime
She doesn't feel safe from herself
It's a beautiful twosome that we male
As we fold another hand we've been dealt

Scum of the nation
Scattered and poor
Calls of support are muted
But never premature
Wake up quick
Wake up sick
Bandit bandit
Ain't easy
Bandit bandit
Someone king me
Bandit bandit
Bandit bandit
Bandit of the street







ARMORED SAINT LYRICS