Local Master Airplane
Robert Pollard
[Verse 1]
Know it's a sin
But I take pride
In my accomplishments
The altercations
With administrations
Back at flight school
[Verse 2]
Ten billion clocks
In on the beat
Synchronized feet
On the pummeling, crumbling
Rip rapped path
Through the horror world
[Bridge]
I'm going out
I'm up with local master airplane's
Psychology in flight
[Verse 3]
Climax eclipse
With all the clapping of lips tonight
It's liquid business in air city
And I feel shitty