Zombie Maggot Brains Video (MV)

I swing desperately, a bit aggressively, 'cause you ain't finna give me none of your leprosy
I don't care for your witch brew recipe; it be hard up in these streets, even Sesame
I get indignant thinking of willful ignorance; that's a perplexity... you-gotta
Arm yourself with knowledge if you hope to live life successfully
Y'all worse than the Children of the Corn; y'all discourage and stunt growth
I can smell the crabs in the barrels, and YOU reek like a skunk, gross
Y'all yap tremendously, endlessly just how Trump boast
See, I really try my best to keep it cute with some couth 'cause I can be a blunt bloke
Y'all Comfortably Numb-Pink Floyd, y'all succumb to the Umbrella Corporation
Unlike Beyoncé, y'all ain't got no thought in your formation
It's like the use of a brain is becoming more and more forsaken
Y'all need to get it together, y'all been tripping forever, I implore your hasten
If I had a nickel for every time I was told I had to dumb it down
I would break the bank; if I was British, I would be able to lend a lad a hundred pounds
You got a head fraught with the rot and the maggots like the cadavers underground
But it's never too late; if you knew better, you would do better; I hope you come around
This is grave... when I say that, no pun intended
I barricade... nightfall in the West, the Sun descended
R-R-R-running-and-running 'til I done ran
The-S-S-summon, the summon up of the Damned
I feel like I'm in a fight for my life, quick-fast, take a swipe and a slice of the knife
I feel like I'm in a fight for my life, quick-fast, take a swipe and a slice of the knife
If you gotta kill it with fire, I got a savage flame
'Cause you don't wanna get caught in no mire with zombie maggot brains
They fail to understand the gravity of the situation-Sir Isaac Newton
I gotta keep on challenging myself to achieve evolution
But I can't do that with no ghouls gnawing on my tissues, something gruesome
They wanna grab me by the balls and be ready to castrate like Rasputin
I don't want none of your contagion; you're a virus looking for a host
An imminent bodily invasion; I got fire ready for the roast
I am not of your persuasion; you're a bit crude and a bit gauche
Don't front, I am amazing; get your wineglass and have a toast
You're like a festering wound...on a crippled appendage
Ensuring impending doom with incessant hemorrhage
Y'all real attuned to the moon but do not own telescope lenses
Just like Laura Croft, y'all raid tombs, now that there is offensive
The level of stupidity is something awful, some much that it's painful
Sometimes, it's like I'm being choked with a pressure on my throat that strangles
Like a restrictive vortex, a social Bermuda triangle
When you're being pushed to the precipice of the abyss, where are your angels?
This is grave...when I say that, no pun intended
I barricade...nightfall in the West, the Sun descended
R-R-R-running-and-running 'til I done ran
The-S-S-summon, the summon up of the Damned
I feel like I'm in a fight for my life, quick-fast, take a swipe and a slice of the knife
I feel like I'm in a fight for my life, quick-fast, take a swipe and a slice of the knife
If you gotta kill it with fire, I got a savage flame
'Cause you don't wanna get caught in no mire with zombie maggot brains