| Song | Crack Pipes |
| Artist | Sage Francis |
| Album | Personal Journals |
| 作曲 : Francis | |
| To All them people who said | |
| I wouldn't last | |
| Don't make me laugh, don't make me laugh [Sage Francis] | |
| I'd give a twenty one gunshot salute | |
| With the toy rifle that you bought me but it won't shoot | |
| And all is well because there's been one too many shots | |
| The sterile robots want to talk to me about detox | |
| Stop the presses, there's been an update | |
| Delivered via 1:30 | |
| AM phone call | |
| When an only half-informative source talks discretely | |
| Meet me... at the family room on the side of the | |
| Intensive | |
| Care Unit | |
| Immediately, | |
| I carry a tune | |
| The sirens so loud, can't hear my music | |
| Keep free... of negative thoughts, everything'll be fine | |
| We all assume... | |
| That it would go back to the way things were | |
| That it would go back to normal soon | |
| Saw the moon in a way that | |
| I never seen it before | |
| When I looked up that night into the sky wondering why | |
| Lookin' for answers, guess | |
| I ain't asked right | |
| I'm guessin most of y'all out there know exactly what that's like | |
| What that's like, now tell me what's that like? | |
| It's like a whirlwind of emotions that occurs when moms and dads fight | |
| It's like when a girl grins, an emotion of hers | |
| That holds your arm, and grabs tight | |
| Hurl him into the ocean, one of them cold sweat heat flash types | |
| But extreme fluctuations and temperature changes | |
| Have been known to crack pipes... ...crack pipes...crack pipes... | |
| Meet me-- half way and i'll go that extra length just to help your strength | |
| Meet me-- at the | |
| AA meeting, needing to take more than 12 steps | |
| Bring me to your hiding place, so | |
| I can face your vice grip | |
| I'll chisel every single monkey off your back with this ice pick | |
| Come meet up with me on the sidelines when the game is over just to say hello | |
| Then afterwards, backstage to let me know that you enjoyed the show | |
| And go to grandma's house for | |
| Sunday dinner | |
| Sit at the head of the table, take away the fatal flaw you made the day before, | |
| I seen you bleed | |
| Meet me-- on | |
| Christmas | |
| Eve, we can fight but make up before you leave | |
| Make visits with the rest of those who rest in pieces of my dreams | |
| Meet me at the fork in the road where lost souls get indecisive | |
| Meet me at the crossroads so | |
| I can have someone to walk into the light with |
| zuò qǔ : Francis | |
| To All them people who said | |
| I wouldn' t last | |
| Don' t make me laugh, don' t make me laugh Sage Francis | |
| I' d give a twenty one gunshot salute | |
| With the toy rifle that you bought me but it won' t shoot | |
| And all is well because there' s been one too many shots | |
| The sterile robots want to talk to me about detox | |
| Stop the presses, there' s been an update | |
| Delivered via 1: 30 | |
| AM phone call | |
| When an only halfinformative source talks discretely | |
| Meet me... at the family room on the side of the | |
| Intensive | |
| Care Unit | |
| Immediately, | |
| I carry a tune | |
| The sirens so loud, can' t hear my music | |
| Keep free... of negative thoughts, everything' ll be fine | |
| We all assume... | |
| That it would go back to the way things were | |
| That it would go back to normal soon | |
| Saw the moon in a way that | |
| I never seen it before | |
| When I looked up that night into the sky wondering why | |
| Lookin' for answers, guess | |
| I ain' t asked right | |
| I' m guessin most of y' all out there know exactly what that' s like | |
| What that' s like, now tell me what' s that like? | |
| It' s like a whirlwind of emotions that occurs when moms and dads fight | |
| It' s like when a girl grins, an emotion of hers | |
| That holds your arm, and grabs tight | |
| Hurl him into the ocean, one of them cold sweat heat flash types | |
| But extreme fluctuations and temperature changes | |
| Have been known to crack pipes... ... crack pipes... crack pipes... | |
| Meet me half way and i' ll go that extra length just to help your strength | |
| Meet me at the | |
| AA meeting, needing to take more than 12 steps | |
| Bring me to your hiding place, so | |
| I can face your vice grip | |
| I' ll chisel every single monkey off your back with this ice pick | |
| Come meet up with me on the sidelines when the game is over just to say hello | |
| Then afterwards, backstage to let me know that you enjoyed the show | |
| And go to grandma' s house for | |
| Sunday dinner | |
| Sit at the head of the table, take away the fatal flaw you made the day before, | |
| I seen you bleed | |
| Meet me on | |
| Christmas | |
| Eve, we can fight but make up before you leave | |
| Make visits with the rest of those who rest in pieces of my dreams | |
| Meet me at the fork in the road where lost souls get indecisive | |
| Meet me at the crossroads so | |
| I can have someone to walk into the light with |