Gartus Songtext
von Dusty Cubby

Camping out with the flies by the bar saying
Lets get this bread while i′m cutting bread
It's not quite exact to the measurement
At least i′m not as negligent
Sometimes it's nice but most times
I wanna gouge out both of my eyes
With a serrated knife and a sedated state of mind


Because I'm still waiting for my time to clock out
Because mentally I′ve already clocked out
If I have to listen to KSER again then I know for sure
That i′ll be shedding my skin

Since the day I started here
I've realized we probably will not be open much longer
Evasive nervous sound
Nine ninety nine a pound
There′s always way too much Badd Chicken to go around

If patience is everything then wake up and smell the shame
It's quite fucking clear you can′t hear a word I am saying
The weight on my tongue arrives
I stand by the fireside
Cause I'm getting so tired of fucking up everything