Come on man Yeah Come on. Shhhh [Verse 1: Jam Baxter] Trials of a burnt tongue dragged through a slalom of fresh chilli Skull-fucking the scale model of a dead city He gets busy in a big bag of rabbits feet Lucky fuck's skating through his life on a satin sheet Acid freak sapping skies dry with his jagged teeth Bite down on your Marx prize for the...Learn More