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Omega Man Maxi​-​Single

by No-Fi Soul Rebellion

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1.
Omega Man 02:50
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 (chorus) 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 (chorus)
2.
Great Divide 02:31
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 (chorus) 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 (chorus) 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
3.
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 (chorus) 1,2,3,4 A pinch on the cheek and nobody get's sore 5,6,7,8 A stroke of the mane and there's no headache 9,10,11,12 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 (chorus)

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released January 10, 2012

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