Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Misogyny VS The Common Rules Of Misconception , by - Miocene. Release date: 22.05.2005
Song language: English
Misogyny VS The Common Rules Of Misconception |
| My morality demands a reaction |
| My reality requires retaliation |
| Did you think you could trade a boy for a boy |
| And be forgiven, purer than a vacuum? |
| You don’t elicit that in me. |
| See, you were a great fuck |
| But a bad conversation, get me? |
| It makes me |
| Laugh to think of the clever lines I wasted |
| Casting my rod deep into your pool of dipshittery, but you can’t say I |
| Didn’t try |
| Wasted time trying to hook a thought in you that wasn’t stagnant |
| Or at least one not covered in mildew stains and drowned fish |
| Barnacle piss aroma stagnant mould chamber soothsayer |
| Postprophetic of frogspawn dawn, when it grew too strong |
| I couldn’t reach you with a vice, drill and manual on trepanation |
| Come on, stagnant pond, did you really think I’d fallen |
| For YOUR bait? |
| Your |
| Core fans the hate, more |
| More bands to date, oh yeah |
| And who’s your mate? |
| I’d fuck her right here on the dirty studio floor |
| Without protection, unless you count closing the door |
| So, Queen, who’s your absent Ace of Spades now? |
| Oh cool |
| I’m glad you’re no longer a two out of ten. |
| Oh yeah |
| Quit starting shit with my friends. |
| It’s boring |
| And I don’t want to have to tell your Jack that I broke his back with my |
| dogmatism, it’s a flash print |
| See, I like him. |
| If I didn’t I’d take a deep breath in and blow the whole house |
| of cards to cinders: something self-nullifying but strangely satisfying; |
| these primitive urgings were made for pacifying and that’s just what I’ll let |
| them do |
| And, this is what it is to be truly on the cutting edge for you; |
| sliced up |
| I’m a bleeding-edge razorburn ice-pick danger fix kinda guy, but of course |
| You remember that from the outdoor ports we drank dry together |
| Less talk more sport |
| So how do I tell you that my position is unchanged? |
| And will remain unchanged? |
| How do I tell you that any words you speak to me will dash you further |
| Against the steelcored granite column of my seldom-seen ethical centre? |
| I think I’ll just put on my happy face |
| And laugh right in yours |