| Song | How To Serve Man - Stripped |
| Artist | El-P |
| Album | Weareallgoingtoburninhellmegamixxx3 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Girlfriend: What are you thinking right now? | |
| El: I would really prefer not to tell you what's going on in my head right now. | |
| Girlfriend: I really wanna know. I'm not gonna hold it against you. I promise. I'm a big girl—I can handle it. Just tell me what's going on in your head... | |
| ["The Twilight Zone": Mr. Chambers, don't get on that ship! The rest of the book "To Serve Man," it's... it's a cookbook!] | |
| That’s not a hand it’s a claw, and this is not a song its an exorcism of numbness, | |
| We are not in my bedroom anymore, it’s a prison camp that I've been stuck in | |
| This isn’t skin, it’s a scramble suit with a thousand me's rotating, | |
| That’s not your mouth, its a boredom generator powered by irritation, | |
| We aren’t a couple, we're isolationists who tried to use the buddy system | |
| And that wasn’t sex, it was a competition for power that I’m clearly winning | |
| But that’s not victory, matter fact I think I’m better off forfeiting, | |
| You go for de gold girl, I’m about to bounce out deadwoods hills for cleaner living | |
| And I really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| This isn’t Brooklyn, it’s a colony of wayward bees without a queen | |
| And we aren’t people, more like Sims controlled by childish deities, | |
| But see we're alive now, and that’s not time we're wasting nah this is life | |
| And you're so pretty, like the gleam off that blade when you slipped my ribs the shivy, | |
| This ain’t a breakup, I like to think of it as a...stay of execution, | |
| And that’s not the air I’m clearing, its the wispy trails of our cumulus pollution, | |
| And that’s not despair you're feeling, its the petulant reaction of a wounded child | |
| And that’s not the door I’m looking at, its an escape hatch to this zeppelin we're inside | |
| And I really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| You're not a woman you're a piranha with cutlery for dentured up smile | |
| And I'm not a man, I'm an incomplete punchline of a joke I don’t understand, | |
| That's not your diary, it's a cookbook and I'm you're favorite chapter when you're bored | |
| And that’s not a love letter, its a recipe for the same slop you served before | |
| This ain’t an insult, its the clearest truth I've ever had the misery to speak | |
| But these aren’t words, these are the terms of my surrender and defeat | |
| But I'm not sorry, beyond the sorry nature of existing with no plans, | |
| Please don’t touch me. Just wave goodbye with that claw that’s not a hand. | |
| Did I mention that I... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| (x3) Really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| (x8) Really do... |
| Girlfriend: What are you thinking right now? | |
| El: I would really prefer not to tell you what' s going on in my head right now. | |
| Girlfriend: I really wanna know. I' m not gonna hold it against you. I promise. I' m a big girl I can handle it. Just tell me what' s going on in your head... | |
| " The Twilight Zone": Mr. Chambers, don' t get on that ship! The rest of the book " To Serve Man," it' s... it' s a cookbook! | |
| That' s not a hand it' s a claw, and this is not a song its an exorcism of numbness, | |
| We are not in my bedroom anymore, it' s a prison camp that I' ve been stuck in | |
| This isn' t skin, it' s a scramble suit with a thousand me' s rotating, | |
| That' s not your mouth, its a boredom generator powered by irritation, | |
| We aren' t a couple, we' re isolationists who tried to use the buddy system | |
| And that wasn' t sex, it was a competition for power that I' m clearly winning | |
| But that' s not victory, matter fact I think I' m better off forfeiting, | |
| You go for de gold girl, I' m about to bounce out deadwoods hills for cleaner living | |
| And I really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| This isn' t Brooklyn, it' s a colony of wayward bees without a queen | |
| And we aren' t people, more like Sims controlled by childish deities, | |
| But see we' re alive now, and that' s not time we' re wasting nah this is life | |
| And you' re so pretty, like the gleam off that blade when you slipped my ribs the shivy, | |
| This ain' t a breakup, I like to think of it as a... stay of execution, | |
| And that' s not the air I' m clearing, its the wispy trails of our cumulus pollution, | |
| And that' s not despair you' re feeling, its the petulant reaction of a wounded child | |
| And that' s not the door I' m looking at, its an escape hatch to this zeppelin we' re inside | |
| And I really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| You' re not a woman you' re a piranha with cutlery for dentured up smile | |
| And I' m not a man, I' m an incomplete punchline of a joke I don' t understand, | |
| That' s not your diary, it' s a cookbook and I' m you' re favorite chapter when you' re bored | |
| And that' s not a love letter, its a recipe for the same slop you served before | |
| This ain' t an insult, its the clearest truth I' ve ever had the misery to speak | |
| But these aren' t words, these are the terms of my surrender and defeat | |
| But I' m not sorry, beyond the sorry nature of existing with no plans, | |
| Please don' t touch me. Just wave goodbye with that claw that' s not a hand. | |
| Did I mention that I... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| x3 Really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| x8 Really do... |
| Girlfriend: What are you thinking right now? | |
| El: I would really prefer not to tell you what' s going on in my head right now. | |
| Girlfriend: I really wanna know. I' m not gonna hold it against you. I promise. I' m a big girl I can handle it. Just tell me what' s going on in your head... | |
| " The Twilight Zone": Mr. Chambers, don' t get on that ship! The rest of the book " To Serve Man," it' s... it' s a cookbook! | |
| That' s not a hand it' s a claw, and this is not a song its an exorcism of numbness, | |
| We are not in my bedroom anymore, it' s a prison camp that I' ve been stuck in | |
| This isn' t skin, it' s a scramble suit with a thousand me' s rotating, | |
| That' s not your mouth, its a boredom generator powered by irritation, | |
| We aren' t a couple, we' re isolationists who tried to use the buddy system | |
| And that wasn' t sex, it was a competition for power that I' m clearly winning | |
| But that' s not victory, matter fact I think I' m better off forfeiting, | |
| You go for de gold girl, I' m about to bounce out deadwoods hills for cleaner living | |
| And I really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| This isn' t Brooklyn, it' s a colony of wayward bees without a queen | |
| And we aren' t people, more like Sims controlled by childish deities, | |
| But see we' re alive now, and that' s not time we' re wasting nah this is life | |
| And you' re so pretty, like the gleam off that blade when you slipped my ribs the shivy, | |
| This ain' t a breakup, I like to think of it as a... stay of execution, | |
| And that' s not the air I' m clearing, its the wispy trails of our cumulus pollution, | |
| And that' s not despair you' re feeling, its the petulant reaction of a wounded child | |
| And that' s not the door I' m looking at, its an escape hatch to this zeppelin we' re inside | |
| And I really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| You' re not a woman you' re a piranha with cutlery for dentured up smile | |
| And I' m not a man, I' m an incomplete punchline of a joke I don' t understand, | |
| That' s not your diary, it' s a cookbook and I' m you' re favorite chapter when you' re bored | |
| And that' s not a love letter, its a recipe for the same slop you served before | |
| This ain' t an insult, its the clearest truth I' ve ever had the misery to speak | |
| But these aren' t words, these are the terms of my surrender and defeat | |
| But I' m not sorry, beyond the sorry nature of existing with no plans, | |
| Please don' t touch me. Just wave goodbye with that claw that' s not a hand. | |
| Did I mention that I... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| x3 Really do... | |
| Hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want it to | |
| I hope it all works out like you want | |
| x8 Really do... |