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lyrics
Hook:
I've got some keepsakes to keep safe
Plane tickets and a stack of paper with the queen's face
Pop the lock and you're staring into deep space
Marcellus Wallace never had a soul, what's in that briefcase?
Patience:
Gouzenko's documents, I squat at Kent and Somerset
Dip into the crowd beside the wreck, pretend to rubber-neck
This leather Burberry from Saks is my dummy case
The tattered Samsonite on my shoulder is the one that keeps my money safe and other shit
Signed Babe Ruth rookie card, the mothership
Is tongue-in-cheek to this extensive collection that I'm running with
I've got Van Gogh's ear on ice
A Jessica Alba sex tape and some disinfectant wipes
Strychnine syringe, anthrax and razor blades
Twist-ties for wrists when I ransack your vacation space
Government plots to doctor the murder rate
I've got a cure for cancer, cure for AIDS in my briefcase
Some of these items might not seem like they're related and they're not
I packed my place in haste in hopes today that none of the neighbours watched
Something deranged has stopped my current work in a second
It's time to get creative with some of my favourite possessions, check it:
Gonna pawn this never-before-seen photo of Robert Johnson
And drop this caucus member's daughter I've got for hostage
Cut my losses, double-crossed and now I walk with all my Earthly
I'll peddle these medals back to fans of Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Ditch my housing, wipe my brow with the shroud of Turin
Now, is this a 40 or Howard Hughes vial of urine?
Shopping cart modern art, and now I'm certain
A consumer, innumerable, all my shit is Tyler Durden
Hook
Bender:
Passport with a photo of my human face
Assumed identity, customs knows me by a Jewish name
Spanish villa, forged the deed, I'm tryin' to clear the deal
Black leather driving gloves that never seen a steering wheel
Got the papers for a Swiss numbered bank account
Boarding pass, Eastern European town you can't pronounce
First class but I blend in once I'm seated
Kenyan birth certificate, presidential treatment
A photo of Barack golfing with some Tamil tigers
Micro vial of poison that tastes like Jagermeister mixed with
Apple cider, got three feet of piano wire
Blacklight to scan the room for DNA and fabric fibres
Perfume-scented handwritten love letter from a Persian
Flight attendant that purrs when I undress her
Heavy sedative that killed its first batch of drug testers
Low sodium goulash recipe, I watch my blood pressure
Got a key to the room where my suitcase is sitting
A newspaper clipping of a doomsday prediction
Password to a masquerade: "Roman tunic."
Perpetual motion prototype design stolen blueprint
Pair of opera glasses with the lenses cut from blood diamonds
Phone with no numbers keep the SIM card in my gum lining
Carbon-fibre pistol fire seven times in a second
Ten digits on a napkin, I memorized the extension
credits
from High Priests of Low-Life,
released November 15, 2014
Produced by Bender. Written and performed by Patience and Bender.
I have been listening to variations of this album a long time. I remember I was living in a cardboard dumpster when some young guy was like yo dude it's gonna rain come crash on my couch. He played The Many Faces of Oliver Hart for me. I fell in love, I set my favorite track as Rain because we looped it when the rain came. That was one of the early acts of kindness I received in the nearly 20 years I've been homeless. @NomadRoamsFree
