In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
I never carry a gun
I just carry my tongue
When it's not knee deep in pork
It's acidic and forked
I'd mission abort
Don't need no permission to start
Rip apart every synapse and spark
'Til you're clutchin' your heart
Playin' Mario Kart
With Wesley Clark
Make like Corey Heart
And wear my shades when it's dark
Don't retort or remark
You'll get Dizzy G Cheeks
With a mouth full of fart
*fart noise*
I'm Slaughter comma Sarge
AKA Commissar
Ballin' like stalin' from USSR
Shit's so fluid so far
Thanks to Matt on guitar
Yo DJ, take 'em to the part
Where I turn rap into art
Yeah, motherfucker
Check this shit out
I'm a bad ass
I ain't gonna fuckin' spell it
I get up on the mic
And then I fuckin' yell it
No need to embellish
I'm selfishly hellish
Equatorial insect repellent
The like's of which you never delt with
Motherfucker
I just carry my tongue
When it's not knee deep in pork
It's acidic and forked
I'd mission abort
Don't need no permission to start
Rip apart every synapse and spark
'Til you're clutchin' your heart
Playin' Mario Kart
With Wesley Clark
Make like Corey Heart
And wear my shades when it's dark
Don't retort or remark
You'll get Dizzy G Cheeks
With a mouth full of fart
*fart noise*
I'm Slaughter comma Sarge
AKA Commissar
Ballin' like stalin' from USSR
Shit's so fluid so far
Thanks to Matt on guitar
Yo DJ, take 'em to the part
Where I turn rap into art
Yeah, motherfucker
Check this shit out
I'm a bad ass
I ain't gonna fuckin' spell it
I get up on the mic
And then I fuckin' yell it
No need to embellish
I'm selfishly hellish
Equatorial insect repellent
The like's of which you never delt with
Motherfucker
Lyrics submitted by BrownBabu84
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I like the bit at the very end:
YEAH MOTHER FUCKER! You think I'm fucking kidding? Fuck all you dicks that were giving me shit! Especially my three older brothers, I'm never gonna forgive you guys for giving me all them noogies, and wedgies! Fuck that shit, that shit wasn't cool! And all those guys in junior high who were making fun of me cause I got caught masturbating at that birthday party. fuck you guys! You guys are fucking assholes, I hope you get cancer of the dick! And everybody in highschool who made fun of me because I was too asthmatic to play ultimate frisbee and I had to sit on the bench the whole time and read fucking books about Narnia. FUCK YOU GUYS! And all those colleges that didn't accept me, my parents got me a tutor so I'll see you bitches next year! WORD! I'm OUT!
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