All City Nerve Map Song Details:
All City Nerve Map Song Lyrics
(Intro)
“There’s Nothin’ You Or Anyone Can Do, This Is My Nightmare
I’ve Got To Get Out Of It Myself, Just As I Got Into It”
First Uninvited Tech I Hear Pingin’
Ring In A Cameo From The Hammerstone
Bam, The Fantasy Brandishing A Banana Phone
Cramp Into The Glamper Van, Vanish Off The Candid Cam
Frying Pan To Fire Like A Vandal Hand To Montana Gold
Fan The Flame Of Animals With Access To The Roof Like Michelangelo
About To Free A Statue From A Cube
Hold A Can Of Ruby Like A Spam Musubi
In A Blink I Turn A Block Or Two To Pomegranate Smoothie
All-State Ball Of Fleas, Walk In Front A Greyhound
In J’s So Clean, Even Paul Of Thebes Came Out
Office In The Hall Of Meat, I Can’t Even Check The Mail
Without A Trail Of Handlers Waving Around Dog Treats
Here Boy! Aes From Before The First Star Wars
I Survived Action Park, I Survived Lawn Darts
Salsa Bar All Stars, Buzzin’ And Bitchin’
I Got A Seat At The Summit For Any Son Of Perdition, Wasup
All Type A Shit, All, All Type A Shit
Dashing Through The Atlas Throwing Magic At The Sciences
I Be In The Crows Nest Most Days
I Know How The Whole Mess Rotate
All Type A Shit, All, All Type A Shit
Mashing Thru The Mire, The Master Of My Environment
I Been Doing Laps Of The Lost World
I Could Draw A Map To The Raw Nerve
By The Bridge The Air Has A Edge To It
It Smell Like A Burning Sentra, It Taste Like A TENS Unit
The Tension Is Extra Extra, The Meth’ll Induce A Hubris
The Hubris Produce A Weapon For Any Potential Judas
A Newbie Could Be Confused With
It Ain’t The Hood To Play Who’s Who In
I Mean You Ain’t Even You In It To Who Is
I Cook In The Every Nook, I’m A Snap Of The Sewer Cap
It’s A Mile Of Uneven Cobble, A Map Of The Booby Traps
I Been Active Around The Alleys, Beyond Where The Taxi Taxi
Beyond Where The Bus’ll Bus Ya, With Blood On The Classic Khakis
A Cannonball Into Traffic, A Fire Escape His Trapeze
A Lapse In The Record When He Circled Back To Tag The Applebees
And Procure The Appetizer Breadsticks
They Kill Us In The Long Run But Unite Us In The Present
A Sign Of Life In The Dead Ends, Even If It’s Mostly Mildew
You Ain’t Get It If You Still On That “What Are You Getting Into?”
All Type A Shit, All, All Type A Shit
Dashing Through The Atlas Throwing Magic At The Sciences
I Be In The Crows Nest Most Days
I Know How The Whole Mess Rotate
All Type A Shit, All, All Type A Shit
Mashing Thru The Mire, The Master Of My Environment
I Been Doing Laps Of The Lost World
I Could Draw A Map To The Raw Nerve
R-R-R-Raw Nerve, Raw, R-Raw, R-Raw Nerve
R-R-R-R-Raw Nerve, Nerve Nerve Ner-R-Rve
I’m Part Of What The Dour Climate Begets
A People That Don’t Jump At The Power That Bees Behest
Come Bounce Around The House Of Flying Rejects
We Been Eating Where Upheaval Is A Feature Not A Defect
Tortellini MREs And Zero Dirty Dishes
Only Dirty Minions Yelling Over Yellow Journalism
I Got Witches And Wizards Who Opt To Summer Under Bridges
Over Sun-Kissed In The Tropics, Maybe Something’s In The Liquid
I’m Foreign To The Comfort Of Performance For The Glory
Every Yard Is Part Of Out-Running An Origin Story
That Get Him Pressed Into The Corners
And Connecting The Dots In No Order
Learned To Render Any Exit I Want
It’s A Hole In The Floor, It’s A Door On The Bricks
It’s A Bike In The Alley When You Can’t Warp To The Ship
I Stuck A Fork In Myself Before You Were Spores In A Dish
The Mission Only As Important As That Lure In Your Lip
Sure As Shit
All Type A Shit, All, All Type A Shit
Dashing Through The Atlas Throwing Magic At The Sciences
I Be In The Crows Nest Most Days
I Know How The Whole Mess Rotate
All Type A Shit, All, All Type A Shit
Mashing Thru The Mire, The Master Of My Environment
I Been Doing Laps Of The Lost World
I Could Draw A Map To The Raw Nerve
