Lyrics At the Drive-In

At the Drive-In

Chanbara

valmara valmara valmara flechettes

kiss me with the lisp

of your shrapnel caress

lost this arm, lost this leg

lost this diving board

just a belly flopped proposal

of let's be friends

tour de force

defacto

ayuchuco

tour de force

prosthetic, prosthetic, prosthetic blemish

necro is the velcro on the charred appendage

carterize solder gun in the melting of seeds

oh dear god what a tangled web we weave

tour de force

defacto

ayuchuco

tour de force

all we are are failed attempts

propelled by stilt-leg presidents

incarcerate the mason fence

like flechettes flechettes flechettes

i'm not biting the lead my pencil's broken again

we will fill in the blanks

or i can cheat off your test

flechettes flechettes