Omega Man Maxi​-​Single

by No-Fi Soul Rebellion

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released January 10, 2012



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Track Name: Omega Man
I was on my knees and kissing rings
And doing things I can't conceive
You best believe I was out of my head
That's why I'm felt but never seen
That's why I'm living in between
The lines they said we should have read

Omega Man Omega Man
Do the these last days ever make you sad?
Do you pine and long for the days long gone?
Do you wish that you were in the wrong?
Omega Man Omega Man
Do these last days ever make you glad?
Do you live anew because your days are few
And how it ends is up to you?

These days I live under the stairs
Whispering to those I thought my heirs
And ending up under more stares
It's time to cut my loss and run
Accept I'm the last one having fun
And crack my bell from being rung

Track Name: Great Divide
Ms. Understanding
Hey Mr. Understood
You should hook on up and get
A hard on for some good
The little understanding
And understoods you breed
Could suckle at the tit of human kindness
Sow your seed

A great divide resides in our mind
And the sadly funny thing is that we're on the same side
Our crystal ball is just
A disco ball
For wallflowers like me and you

Ms. Understanding
Hey Mr. Understood
Domesticity ain't easy and
We won't lie like it would
Be happy ever after
A dream with no eyelids
So the very best you can
Should be at least done for the kids


Ms. Understanding
Hey Mr. Understood
Your pro bono action might get heated as it should
It could get bloody
It may split you at your seems
But love is rarely comfortable and
Never ever clean
Track Name: Counting Coup
What I'm out to do
When I'm counting coup
Is trying to put myself together
Without that glue
That pulp of bone
That blood based paste
That whett the jaws of manifest taste
It's not the bite as much as the kiss
That put's the bounce in my stones this big
Elephantine would just be me being modest
I've been sincere now it's time to get honest

This love of sport has destined me
To get burned every way to the nth degree
But as they slay for what they lack
I'll open palm greet them with a math attack
The first is for me another notch on my stick
The seconds for them a stinging righteous quick lick
I'm proving something just feel me out
Send reinforcements give me something that counts

A pinch on the cheek and nobody get's sore
A stroke of the mane and there's no headache
No history to try in vain to shelve
I'm counting coup because I've got something to prove

Another awesome play
Another massive grave
Another lickin' stick getting whittled to shaves
With a count so high and nothing to show for it
I'm either the best or my game has hit the skids
The first was for me another notch on my stick
But the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth
Just don't add up but not to pout
Send reinforcements give me something to count