Hey Rosetta! - Handshake The Gangster

Are you a wolf
Warm in your pinstripes
Is your pen a boot knife
Drawing red and dollar green
Two colors for everything

Look how the teeth gnash
Look how they smile
It's some kind of witchcraft
That keeps us laughing all the time

We did our jobs
So quick and calm
Wasted no love

Have I been drinking My feet are kicking
Like someone's pushing this institution down my throat
and I'm going to choke
Is this a living, this steady gunning
It's got a rhythm, sure, a hemiola to my pulse
A messy rush

We did our jobs
So quick and calm
Wasted no blood

Ambition, give me wings
Ambition, break my legs
She swims inside my head
Was planted in my skin
And I can't forgive

Have I been driving I see the lines bend
But I've not been steering and I keep on veering to the right
To those blissful lies
When did they reach me, while I was sleeping
When did they rein me interrogate my better sense
With their fucking rent
And all my teachers, those dusty pilgrims
Those plucky speakers are all just victims of a lie
That they can't deny

We did our jobs
So quick and calm
Wasted our lungs
Are you a wolf
Warm in your pinstripes
Is your pen a boot knife
Drawing red and dollar green
Two colors for everything

Look how the teeth gnash
Look how they smile
It's some kind of witchcraft
That keeps us laughing all the time

We did our jobs
So quick and calm
Wasted no love

Have I been drinking My feet are kicking
Like someone's pushing this institution down my throat
and I'm going to choke
Is this a living, this steady gunning
It's got a rhythm, sure, a hemiola to my pulse
A messy rush

We did our jobs
So quick and calm
Wasted no blood

Ambition, give me wings
Ambition, break my legs
She swims inside my head
Was planted in my skin
And I can't forgive

Have I been driving I see the lines bend
But I've not been steering and I keep on veering to the right
To those blissful lies
When did they reach me, while I was sleeping
When did they rein me interrogate my better sense
With their fucking rent
And all my teachers, those dusty pilgrims
Those plucky speakers are all just victims of a lie
That they can't deny

We did our jobs
So quick and calm
Wasted our lungs

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