And they ain't friends so far
They sit there festering
My rhyme ain't good just yet
And I absorb back in
And it starts all over again
Only cliche in our times
My words don't travel far
The world that has made us can no longer contain us
The weather report keeps on tossing and turning
Right past my brain and eyes
The consequence of sounds
Nutrition values
But what if one of these days
Waiting right around the bend
And prophets are silent then rotting away 'cause
The consonants and vowels
In my mind all the time
Right past my brain and eyes
When all she had wanted to know was the traffic
The consequence of sounds
Skin tucked in
Predicting and warning and warning and warning
Even though it's a whole other daydream?
That very same morning right next to her coffee
The National Geographic was being too graphic
And sweating like demons, they scream through our speakers
And meat side out and shouting
They tangle in my hair
The words right through my skin
Born into picket fences not into picket lines
And the lawns are mowed
The consonants and vowels
They grow right back inside
And tend to go nowhere
She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing
Where the kid's asleep
No healthy calories
Kids screaming from too much beat up
But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder
But we keep on cutting the trees in the forest
Of possible leakage from news publications
Into my stomach juice
Got a soundtrack
They sit there festering
The world's got a nosebleed, it said, and we're flooding
The consonants and vowels
Inside my bowels
And they don't even rhyme
It's another world
It's another town
Where they don't serve much use
My words don't travel far
All the gravediggers were gone
And possible leakage from news TV stations
Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us
Inside my bowels
And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV
They grow right back inside
Just 'cause one song is done?
What'd you think
Into my stomach juice
The consequence of sounds
All this hippie shit's for the sixties
They just stand there
Till your cubicle is reeking
The consequence of sounds
And I absorb back in
The consequence of sounds
The consonants and vowels
Your heart will just stop ticking
Did you know that the gravedigger's
Where they don't serve much use
No healthy calories
And they ain't friends so far
There's always another one
The consonants and vowels
Still getting stuck in the machine
And they sort of just don't find you
Nutrition values
On a street corner
The consequence of sounds
The words right through my skin
Till this one ends
The consequence of sounds
I'd like to turn them down but there ain't no knob
And tend to go nowhere
My brain and tongue just met
And the loans are paid
The consonants and vowels
Then it begins squeaky clean
The consonants and vowels
They tangle in my hair
And no one's the killer and no one's the martyr
The consonants and vowels
