[Verse 1: Rob Sonic]
It’s about face
Go for your guns on the aloha
Debt with a bowl full of Tums
Dead ahead, captain, grab at the wheel
When the monarchs bark at the back of your heels
Grab at the leash
At least you can claim that you went out with heat but in pieces you came
Bleeding in pain, greedy you know
Hello, my name is Mud in comedian clothes
Eating his joes, missing a jay
A mighty wind walks with a fix and a fade
Tricks of the trade, mixing a lot
‘cause when baby got back, she was missing her watch
Listen or not, but he was just sore
‘cause you can have the meat but I’m keeping the claws
Also the head, protecting a hill from the errand boys that’s collecting a bill
For grocery clerks with the retro effect
Didn’t know where he Wi, my Nintendo is dead
Bet your bottom teeth that your Kellogg’s are crushed
‘cause I get it, got it good like it fell off a truck
Sell all your stuff, carry your weight
Breakup material, marry the maid
Blaming the gods for the problems they gave
But it’s a Coke bottle dick and a drop from a plane
[Chorus: Illogic]
Now please don’t put your nails there
Hey, those are my hands, I need those for waving
Please don’t put your nails there
I got a nice wooden cross that they’ll drive in well
Please don’t put your nails there
Any nail worth filing is a nail worth saving
Please don’t put your nails there
Hang the portraits, I got a few visions to sell

[Verse 2: Illogic]
Sensational silence, all violence when the record spins
That’s a revolution, right?
Evolution from the stagnant to stepping stone to ladder climb
Every bone to pick is subject matter with an axe to grind
Hologram accepted, collagen injected falling star
Captured comet, [?], no weight if there’s an open bar
Try a shot of Milky Way, today we stand alone
But display a vast array of timeless in our fingertips
Find us in the groove where the needle skips
Celebrate the burning bridge, don’t hesitate to move your hips
Little boy in Vatican, child safety delusions
Of the swaggeristic adamants style shaped [?] losers
Gives me hope that the vile won’t emerge from the tiger blood and [?] generation of Land Cruisers
Juicing the limelight, garnish with a lemon wedge
My unicorn [?] doesn’t work with the thoroughbreds
Fashionably late to watch darkness day break
Shatter shards of [?], faith as flat as a pancake
Fascinating, masqueraded television goddess of exaggerated livelihood
That’s why we stood in protest
Difficult to digest so they commence to force-feed
High on anything in hand with altitudes to nosebleed
But we’ll proceed to pay the cost but can’t afford to fail
We’re there to cross, just don’t forget the hammer and the nails
[Chorus: Illogic]
Now please don’t put your nails there
Hey, those are my hands, I need those for waving
Please don’t put your nails there
I got a nice wooden cross that they’ll drive in well
Please don’t put your nails there
Any nail worth filing is a nail worth saving
Please don’t put your nails there
Hang the portraits, I got a few visions to sell