Black Goat
Why are you staring on me
Why are you chasing my feet
Oh black goat
Black Goat
Hearing myself on my knees
You set her noddle on me
Oh black goat
Backflow in the lung, blue city
a pagan man mother shaman
in blue, imprudent smile
finds me out
on a dash of salt
Spit Of
(black goat
why are you starin’ on me)
Spit Of
I’m on the Spit Of
(you set her noddle on me)
Spit Of
Karma!
You better hear me out
it teases the spires of
the maniacal land in blue
Black Goat
Why are you staring on me
Why are you chasing my feet
Oh black goat
Black Goat
Why are you staring on me
Why are you chasing my feet
Oh black goat
Spit Of
(Black goat
Why are you starin’ on me)
Spit Of
I’m on the Spit Of
(You said her noddle on me)
Spit Of
A lop through sober eyes
How isomorphical
Where am i heading to?
I just don’t know
You better hear me out
Under the topsoil
You better hear me now