Ten Tall Trees - Chopping Block Lyrics

Rolling up... Chopping block shock
Out on the street, I think I'm gonna call a spade a spade
Pickin' up speed, the time you've done just feeds the need
Like the time you had genuine good qualities

I don't know, the chicken in that wooden boat
Yellow lines on the same winding scary road
How to say it, time to do the baggage toss
I'm undoing the padlock on the mind you lost

Yes you ought to see it
The world through my eyes
Guess you gotta feel it
Pat on the back it was a good try

The nap on the sofa
Turned into an eon I tell ya
Don't sit around and play the nice guy
Get out and do your kill a day

A kill a day, a kill a day
A kill a day, a kill a day, a kill a day
A kill a day

Undergoing this type of surgery
Takes a whole lot out of Frankenstein's anatomy
Pleasure you, a pleasure to be pleasing me
Is Igor's ego better now, just wait and see

Now I'm ready for psychoanalysis
Stuck in a can, man I've got this paralysis
I'm the shooter now, got me some weaponry
I like to blow your brains into the seven seas

Yes you ought to see it
The world through my eyes
Guess you gotta feel it
Pat on the back it was a good try

That nap on the sofa
Turned into an eon I tell ya
Don't sit around and play the nice guy
Get out and do your kill a day

A kill a day, a kill a day
A kill a day, a kill a day, a kill a day
A kill a day, a kill a day
A kill a day, a kill a day, a kill a day
A kill a day