Sword Box
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โฑ๏ธ 4:01 duration
๐ ID: 178645
๐ Lyrics
What kind of bastion of trust
Hit the stage with a straight face and jacket full of doves?
Where daisy-chained hankies vanish into plastic thumbs
It was classic misdirection, soulless magic to the young
The masters of deception
The full force quart of volunteer
Pull a quarter out his ear
In a recession
Pull a rabbit from a Stetson as a rapper
Though it's basically the same exact profession
Watch, con artists give a fuck who the mark is
Where the gorgeous old New Yorkers stood up eyeing Diane Arbus
No outstanding warrants, nothing up his sleeve
I need you feeling weak and needing something to believe
I need you feeling freakish
That's when I really flourish
I wake up in a sword box
I brush my teeth with bullets
Underneath some cosmic retrograde where patsies get their signals flipped
Hold on to your crystal pouch
Step up to the thimble rig
And for my next trick
I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
I never really do these things twice
But if y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
It goes scarves into wands
Into flowers over common sense
I'm all heart, rib cage housing a Svengali deck
Pick a card, tricky
Turn a vic into a bobblehead
Absconders and their clingers-on
Klingons into Romulans
Saw myself in pieces for purveyors of the strange
Put the pieces back together though I'm never quite the same
We undermine the infantry where trickery let range
From weighted dice to blowup dolls up in the carpool lane
I'm charcoal with the art school lames
I'm skateboarding with heshers
Seen scepters shaped like feather pens and '57 Fenders
Carving knives and camera parts and canvas over stretchers
And whatever make the project in the cellar go excelsior
At the way my older bones that magically predict the weather
He like his eye on loot with pinch of pepper
The nerd rage scurry out a collapsible bird cage
Ace in the palm at the workplace, jerkface
And for my next trick
I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
I never really do these things twice
But if y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
Hit the stage with a straight face and jacket full of doves?
Where daisy-chained hankies vanish into plastic thumbs
It was classic misdirection, soulless magic to the young
The masters of deception
The full force quart of volunteer
Pull a quarter out his ear
In a recession
Pull a rabbit from a Stetson as a rapper
Though it's basically the same exact profession
Watch, con artists give a fuck who the mark is
Where the gorgeous old New Yorkers stood up eyeing Diane Arbus
No outstanding warrants, nothing up his sleeve
I need you feeling weak and needing something to believe
I need you feeling freakish
That's when I really flourish
I wake up in a sword box
I brush my teeth with bullets
Underneath some cosmic retrograde where patsies get their signals flipped
Hold on to your crystal pouch
Step up to the thimble rig
And for my next trick
I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
I never really do these things twice
But if y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
It goes scarves into wands
Into flowers over common sense
I'm all heart, rib cage housing a Svengali deck
Pick a card, tricky
Turn a vic into a bobblehead
Absconders and their clingers-on
Klingons into Romulans
Saw myself in pieces for purveyors of the strange
Put the pieces back together though I'm never quite the same
We undermine the infantry where trickery let range
From weighted dice to blowup dolls up in the carpool lane
I'm charcoal with the art school lames
I'm skateboarding with heshers
Seen scepters shaped like feather pens and '57 Fenders
Carving knives and camera parts and canvas over stretchers
And whatever make the project in the cellar go excelsior
At the way my older bones that magically predict the weather
He like his eye on loot with pinch of pepper
The nerd rage scurry out a collapsible bird cage
Ace in the palm at the workplace, jerkface
And for my next trick
I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
I never really do these things twice
But if y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
If y'all ask nice I just might
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.78] What kind of bastion of trust
[00:27.71] Hit the stage with a straight face and jacket full of doves?
[00:30.93] Where daisy-chained hankies vanish into plastic thumbs
[00:33.73] It was classic misdirection, soulless magic to the young
[00:37.03] The masters of deception
[00:38.45] The full force quart of volunteer
[00:41.15] Pull a quarter out his ear
[00:42.38] In a recession
[00:45.00] Pull a rabbit from a Stetson as a rapper
[00:47.21] Though it's basically the same exact profession
[00:49.57] Watch, con artists give a fuck who the mark is
[00:53.01] Where the gorgeous old New Yorkers stood up eyeing Diane Arbus
[00:56.23] No outstanding warrants, nothing up his sleeve
[00:59.01] I need you feeling weak and needing something to believe
[01:01.96] I need you feeling freakish
[01:03.79] That's when I really flourish
[01:05.32] I wake up in a sword box
[01:06.96] I brush my teeth with bullets
[01:08.22] Underneath some cosmic retrograde where patsies get their signals flipped
[01:11.73] Hold on to your crystal pouch
[01:13.20] Step up to the thimble rig
[01:15.05] And for my next trick
[01:17.15] I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
[01:20.04] Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
[01:22.31] I never really do these things twice
[01:24.83] But if y'all ask nice I just might
[01:30.39] If y'all ask nice I just might
[01:37.03] If y'all ask nice I just might
[01:39.29] It goes scarves into wands
[01:41.27] Into flowers over common sense
[01:43.32] I'm all heart, rib cage housing a Svengali deck
[01:46.37] Pick a card, tricky
[01:47.85] Turn a vic into a bobblehead
[01:49.74] Absconders and their clingers-on
[01:51.20] Klingons into Romulans
[01:52.83] Saw myself in pieces for purveyors of the strange
[01:55.46] Put the pieces back together though I'm never quite the same
[01:58.55] We undermine the infantry where trickery let range
[02:01.61] From weighted dice to blowup dolls up in the carpool lane
[02:04.81] I'm charcoal with the art school lames
[02:06.99] I'm skateboarding with heshers
[02:08.21] Seen scepters shaped like feather pens and '57 Fenders
[02:11.14] Carving knives and camera parts and canvas over stretchers
[02:14.65] And whatever make the project in the cellar go excelsior
[02:17.68] At the way my older bones that magically predict the weather
[02:20.86] He like his eye on loot with pinch of pepper
[02:24.06] The nerd rage scurry out a collapsible bird cage
[02:27.26] Ace in the palm at the workplace, jerkface
[02:31.00] And for my next trick
[02:33.04] I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
[02:35.42] Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
[02:38.07] I never really do these things twice
[02:40.45] But if y'all ask nice I just might
[02:45.01] If y'all ask nice I just might
[02:52.70] If y'all ask nice I just might
[02:59.35] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:05.67] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:12.10] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:18.26] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:24.00] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:30.67] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:36.90] If y'all ask nice I just might
[00:27.71] Hit the stage with a straight face and jacket full of doves?
[00:30.93] Where daisy-chained hankies vanish into plastic thumbs
[00:33.73] It was classic misdirection, soulless magic to the young
[00:37.03] The masters of deception
[00:38.45] The full force quart of volunteer
[00:41.15] Pull a quarter out his ear
[00:42.38] In a recession
[00:45.00] Pull a rabbit from a Stetson as a rapper
[00:47.21] Though it's basically the same exact profession
[00:49.57] Watch, con artists give a fuck who the mark is
[00:53.01] Where the gorgeous old New Yorkers stood up eyeing Diane Arbus
[00:56.23] No outstanding warrants, nothing up his sleeve
[00:59.01] I need you feeling weak and needing something to believe
[01:01.96] I need you feeling freakish
[01:03.79] That's when I really flourish
[01:05.32] I wake up in a sword box
[01:06.96] I brush my teeth with bullets
[01:08.22] Underneath some cosmic retrograde where patsies get their signals flipped
[01:11.73] Hold on to your crystal pouch
[01:13.20] Step up to the thimble rig
[01:15.05] And for my next trick
[01:17.15] I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
[01:20.04] Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
[01:22.31] I never really do these things twice
[01:24.83] But if y'all ask nice I just might
[01:30.39] If y'all ask nice I just might
[01:37.03] If y'all ask nice I just might
[01:39.29] It goes scarves into wands
[01:41.27] Into flowers over common sense
[01:43.32] I'm all heart, rib cage housing a Svengali deck
[01:46.37] Pick a card, tricky
[01:47.85] Turn a vic into a bobblehead
[01:49.74] Absconders and their clingers-on
[01:51.20] Klingons into Romulans
[01:52.83] Saw myself in pieces for purveyors of the strange
[01:55.46] Put the pieces back together though I'm never quite the same
[01:58.55] We undermine the infantry where trickery let range
[02:01.61] From weighted dice to blowup dolls up in the carpool lane
[02:04.81] I'm charcoal with the art school lames
[02:06.99] I'm skateboarding with heshers
[02:08.21] Seen scepters shaped like feather pens and '57 Fenders
[02:11.14] Carving knives and camera parts and canvas over stretchers
[02:14.65] And whatever make the project in the cellar go excelsior
[02:17.68] At the way my older bones that magically predict the weather
[02:20.86] He like his eye on loot with pinch of pepper
[02:24.06] The nerd rage scurry out a collapsible bird cage
[02:27.26] Ace in the palm at the workplace, jerkface
[02:31.00] And for my next trick
[02:33.04] I'll make a dollar bill climb up out your wallet
[02:35.42] Disappear and reappear inside my pocket
[02:38.07] I never really do these things twice
[02:40.45] But if y'all ask nice I just might
[02:45.01] If y'all ask nice I just might
[02:52.70] If y'all ask nice I just might
[02:59.35] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:05.67] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:12.10] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:18.26] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:24.00] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:30.67] If y'all ask nice I just might
[03:36.90] If y'all ask nice I just might