From the recording Wind Up
Lyrics
RUBBER MATCH
Sticky thought forms slow the ironclad spiel
Bombastic tom-toms punish untrained ears
Lost in the atmosphere
Beginning’s drawing near
Role playing idol slams you into gear
Exhausted precepts rotting in the sun
Brain to forceps: uncoupling has begun
Raw nerves and zeal collide
Demise of compromise
Brutish glad-hand choking out your life
Your life…
You light another candle
Awaiting rigged redemption
No legs for nice to stand upon
Drains you senseless, those deceptive claims
A jeered Red Rover breaks the meek arm chain
A jail of frosty eyes
Demise of compromise
Enchanter’s promise found on either side
You light another candle
Inside the Church of Winners
Kneepads of glass should clue you in
Rubber match is lit
Decency lost in translation
There is no more legit
Jump back and watch the conflagration
Burn it all down
Burn it to the ground
Burn it all down
Rubber match is lit
Decency lost in translation
There is no more legit
Jump back and watch the conflagration
Burn it all down
Burn it to the ground
Burn it all down
Burn it to the ground
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn