[Lyric] Guitars and Drums (Rapider Than Horsepower)

[Verse 1]
Do you hate to breathe in oxygen?
Or is that how your face always looks?
Ah, cooking up one hell of a shitstorm
Right here in the lap of luxury
Don't you try and lecture me
On the ins and outs of intercourse
Playing for sport, downright greedy
Needing only a look for a reply
It's over there

[Verse 2]
Caught feeling weak-kneed in the energy
Guilty free, I sighed
Lost in my dance steps, I can't catch up
To the current situation
Just having my fun
Some ton of weight lifted from me
I need that no longer, I'll keep that no longer
Guitars and drums, guitars and drums
We're just guitars and drums
(you ever play legos, and you're like, "i'm looking for a yellow 1x3, flat," because that's what you need to finish the ship? "i need a yellow 1x3 flat! it has to be the flat one!" and then at some point you realize there's none left, so you take a 1x6 flat, and you cut it in half with your mom's scissors, and then you finish the ship and you fly around, and you fly around all night, and you know what's perfect? you made the ship a good size! it's too small for g.i. joe but it's perfect for mask!)