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El-P - Habeas Corpses lyrics
"I found love on a prison ship..." {X5}
"Number 247681-Z, step to the line"
{*gunshot*}
 [Cage]
 Two types of people in this world to recognize
 Conquered, and the one holding the rifle at the next in line
 The crosshair in my eye is a vessel to god
 The container that kept you around is in a hole in the yard
 Sail the cemetery seas, half the crew leaves then move on
 You have no idea how right my head is screwed on
 When I wake up and put this suit on, I feel escape begin
 Expirations are needed, I facilitate the end
 [El-P]
 There are two types of mornings/mournings in this life I can surmise
 I wake early in the first to help supply the second type
 Technician of repetition clips in the numbest of traditions its
 The little wondrous blunders that can summon one's demise
 I know the line to walk, talk softly, punch a clock, aim (pow) done
 I see the shelter in contrition, best to limit wagging tongues
 But today's a confrontation with a thought that's not assured
 She's inching closer to my services and further from my world
"I found love on a prison ship..." {X8}
 [El-P]
 Does this job ever bother you, darkly creep up in your conscious too?
 [Cage]
 Nope, in fact I'm so enamored with the standard
 of being handed a command to (pow), it's almost romantic
 The lead giveth, I take it, if I didn't understand it
 [El-P]
 I'm saying during the tenure of your gig, have you ever herded a pris
 Who despite the traitorous label, makes you nervous as a kid?
 Maybe beyond a date with the lead, there's something else meant for
 A prisoner with the beauty of 247290-Z
 [Cage] 
 Oh God, you gotta be joking, I get it she's smoking
 Go get a taste, I'll hold you down for thirty, she must be purty, you're open
 Your secret's safe with me, go on a raping spree
 I gotta couple numbers of my own, just return the courtesy
 [El-P]El-P - Habeas Corpses - http://motolyrics.com/el-p/habeas-corpses-lyrics.html
 No, nah man, that's actually not on my mind
 Somehow its different this time. I mean
 Should a creature so sublime and young really be in line for the gun
 And am I the one to dispense it? She seems almost defenseless
 And her eyes have the surprising effect of rendering me restless
 "You know, you look really pretty without handcuffs on
 Without the dirt on your face..."
 Like the piss and stench of the huddled traitors evaporates from the room
 And in that moment I can see her truly, and she can see me too
 Beneath the body armor and weaponry, my heart quietly thumps and whispers
 "Drop the guns and grab her, now's the time to make your run"
 Sitting in my transport as we slip through traffic veins
 She doesn't ask me where we're going, only holds my hand and gaze
 She's my only reason now, and my only hope to live
 We pull up to the cabin way above this damn metropolis
 Me and prisoner 247290-Z
 Somewhere that is Soilent Green, we're living life instead
 No more war on traitorism, only me and her
 She can clean my gun and I could help her clean the floor
 Back to something natural, we'll live off of the land
 When Radon levels drop we walk the trails and talk and laugh
 I tell her she's innocent, and she'll show me she's not
 I kiss the number on her arm and lay her on the cot
 I'm the first to touch her without gloves on
 She's the first to kiss me without crying
 Life before this was just dying
 Me and prisoner 247290-Z
 Away from all this violence, live inside each other's heads... (repeating X4)
"Number 247290-Zed, step to the line"
 [Soldiers]
 "Dammit Lindt, fire your weapon!"
"Yes sir"
{*gunshot*}
"I found love on a prison ship..." {X7}
 [Soldiers]
 "She's dead Lindt, just how we wanted it. Great."
 "Just how we wanted it (laughing)"
 "You shot the shit out of her Lindt. I'm proud of you. Go home"








