"Smiles At the Table"

I want only smiles at the table... Or you're gone!

Get home kiddies, invite the neighbors...
Will their naivety survive the gators?...
Old man know I'm the spider's web...
Fell from the sky with touch to get...
Getting high while the junk man, he loves to rot...
Bleeding on a canvas 'cold man magical gold'...
And ain't it good? Good to the slaves of the sun and the devils that love the setting one...
But I made a promise to harness the rays and hang off the tail of comets at twilight and dance and transform from Orion to giant of man and warn them all of the traps that are set...
Right man revel where the dog of the dark will run...
Crack 'em with the wip that he love(s) to get...
Sword in the heart sure to make me cry...
You're getting off to a start of feeding the lies...
You're getting off on the cook, good to burn...
Burnin' up from the ceiling, there's a fire tonight...
Walk on the arrows while it kills a small man and open up a hole for all them to fall in...
We'll all get along...oh, we'll all get along...

I want only smiles here at the kitchen table...or you're going away with nothing!

Don't be dismissive when you're gona break...
Radio the hunter 'cus the bear has been dead...
A highway to love, speed aughta kill 'em...
Getting home on the breeze to sleaze covered women...
I'm gone-gone, you bend to the shots I take...
Screams from the mob yelling 'break, let 'em break!'...
Born in the oven if you care to look...
Born to a coven, right by the spell book...
Took it all whenever...lawless, wild...
Heartless beatings, leading sharks to dinner bells...
The age old feedings of the sitting duck...
Now that we're happy, give 'em all that they wants...I'mma say...

I'mma say what I want... If you come back here, I want big smiles at the table...and everybody's gona talk good!

Oh...sing god, the god you leave alone...
Sing for the god you leave at home...
Be the god for you built the throne...

Fast on living in a winding storm...
Fought for a piece while I'm taking form...
Down in the garden every now and then...
Watching a world that won't let you in...
Getting me love by kingdom come...
Claps of thunder say beat the drum...
Bounce into Eden and rob the banks, singing rhymes by a little kid robbed by faith...
Ain't me that kills so I'm not to save...
I said it's one live dead bone in the grave...
And if it has wings then were off the ground...
And if it shoves in then we go the rounds...
And if ya forfeits, ah then it's what you get...
And if it gets down then it gets what's his...
and if I suffer to my final chapter, I'll take a suicide girl in a bed of lava for a week before I go.