Ink Blot Test - Seth Sentry

Now tell me what you’re seeing in the Rorschach

I see trouble and it’s coming on a horseback

The four horseman, the sound of the war drums

Awesome!

What’s your poison?

Only really here for the short term

Better let it all burn, might as well

I see the devil in a short skirt, hot as hell

Gotta bounce, do the Lord’s work

Sin or two before church

And all will be forgiven over liquor and an hors d’oeuvre

Poor little porcelain soldiers enforcing their Lord’s will

Faith in their holsters while angels and vultures circle the same

And I’m smelling bullshit on both sides of the pulpit

The cool kids smoke cigarettes

And they sing a song of six pence

Through a hole in their withered necks

Strange lot, yin yang’s got a grey tinge

Big bang, go out the same way we came in

Set em up, dead em up, pick a weapon up

Get it done.

(x2)

Fuck you man

See I understand

From atop a soapbox we’re a bunch of ants

Look, science got a brand new funding grant

And made a test tube baby with guns for hands, Bang!

Baby boomer, man could they get cuter?

Yo, there’s kids in the military

That’s why they call it infantry

Every coo a fuck you in disguise

Nice day, not a single mushroom in the sky

But I feel so alone in the globe spinning

So I jumped up and made a God in my own image

Spun a gun around a sun

Simple

Printed up a couple of bumper stickers for the gift store

Not sure what I exist for

So I think by the wishful

Drink by the fishful

I got the devil in the details

Bible in the porn stash

That’s what I’m seeing in the Rorschach