Untittied

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Some folly in a necktie
A handshaking race.
The better faker breaks the tape.
Don’t question why we’re messed up,
Just serpents playing dress up.
Some folly in a necktie.

Who puts the lighter near the pilot,
The dominoes stack.
For insurance, grabs another match.
A new king will be crowned
As the old regime burns down.
Just put the lighter to the pilot.

Oh, you know the madness,
Can’t make it stop.
I hope to god this is our final waltz.
All our filthy habits
Spin like a top, I’m feeling
Dizzy as they give me little pills in a cup.

So welcome to the nuthouse
Where we’re so tolerant
Of all the races and religions.
I’d like to take a paring,
and skin them all bearing
No fuckin difference.

Oh, you know the madness,
Can’t make it stop.
I hope to god this is our final waltz.
All our filthy habits
Spin like a top, I’m feeling
Dizzy as they give me eighty mills in the butt.

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from coldfriendlyhell, released September 27, 2014

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Milksop:Unsung New Haven, Connecticut

New Haven-based quartet Milksop:Unsung is a greasy-diner omelet of Folk, Swing, Rock, and Blues, performing original and eccentric arrangements augmented by witty humor, blistering energy, and found percussion.

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