Rubbernecking

By Frog

On Frog

Released on October 2, 2015

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[Intro]

Backed up down a country lane

The ambulance screams out of frame

Rubbernecking

Rubbernecking


[Verse 1]

The scent of death, it beckons as you drive away

Fuck with you, baby, just don’t tell me your name

Shh a second, won’t you tell me where you came from?

Now, just a second

Oh, just a second

The scent of death, it beckons as you drive away


[Verse 2]

Last night, I fucking killed a man

Last night, I fucking killed a man

And you know it didn't change shit

And you know it didn't change anything

There's a fire in the minivan

And the gasoline stains on your little hands


[Refrain]

It's rubbernecking, failure beckons

You go to work and iron your shirt

And count the seconds where all your records

Don't do dirt and I hike your skirt up


[Post-Refrain]

It's an old, black tone coming through this microphone

The melody, man, I don't know

The truth be told, it might be thousands of years old


[Spoken]

Psst, psst

Miss, excuse me, miss

I think I saw you on the number 6 train

Uh, you were next to the front right doors and

I think you were commuting


[Verse 2]

I'm a bad boy, motherfucker, look me in the eye, boy

I'm a fat boy, I'm Aladdin and the forty thieves

I will steal into your bed with ease

And I fuck to kill

Oh, I fuck to kill

Oh, I'm Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier

Tell me true


[Refrain]

It's rubbernecking, failure beckons

You go to work, iron your shirt

And count the seconds where all your records

Don't do dirt, I hike your skirt up

Doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo

Oh, rubbernecking, failure beckons

You go to work and iron your shirt

And count the seconds where all your records

They don't do dirt, I just hike your skirt up