Lyrics The Courage of a Younger Pope - Swingin Utters

The Courage of a Younger Pope

Ample inquiry active, not electric but she is wirey
I’m missing, I’m affected futile and fiery
Sights moved into you a fixture, a filed-b
The blessed this fucked up gun miscues, mishandling red-faced
Not a case of drunken ramblings lip locked to second faze weaklings
Not amputees gut wrenching, gut seeking trends set on trampolines
The blessed this fucked up gun telling, like the tides severe
Unaware sparing suspicious bribes fifteen kings in stares
Nary a lorry lies straight-forward, blisters bubble green as blushing bride
The blessed this fucked up gun no one can teach you how to play
No one can teach you the ropes no one but the courage of a younger pope