Louis Logic Dust To Dust Lyrics

Dust To Dust Lyrics

A lonely shadow filled the frame of a 6th floor window



A tenament resemblin' a 5th ward shit hole



A tortured soul type of agoraphobe



Who sported robes and made sure his door was closed



Ever since his brief intro to this freak nympho



He had his first time with her in a lime green pinto



He kept the cheap bimbo



But he was unaware that any cat who come prepared



got up in her underwear



He was an unsure kid, somewhat scared in the first place



Before his 20th birthday, he married his first lay



A careless, young airhead, who shared sex in her bed spread



Anywhere she found a spare bed



Who would dare wed such a slut?



Savage and sultry



To the last days of their marriage, she practiced adultry



When she finally bounced on the boy, he drank by the gallon and quarts



and shouted at the lord til he went out of his core



Instead of crazy, he had thoughts of going Kevin Spacey in Se7en, maybe



He wanted to behead his lady



and any shady kid who laid his mitts on his baby's tits



His faith was stripped like an atheist



Maybe its that God lies, he was tortured by the thought of



How many odd guys probably knew his wife's bra size



His thought process was counter-clockwise



Envisionin' guns and bloody butcher shop knives







[sample from movie]:



Man #1: What the fuck are you doing??



Woman: What the fuck does it look like I'm doing?



Man #2: Can you close the door?



Man #1: Will I close the door? Will I close the door?! That's my wife, you







ASSHOLE!







*gun shot*







*Ambulance & EMT arrive*







The super opened the tenant's door and found a corpse instead



The rookie cop was like "Are you sure he's dead?"



Then the coroner said, "You mean aside from how his forhead's spread?



The empty quarter-keg and the skipping record by Portis Head?



I would say it's a safe bet that he took a 38's best taste test and ate lead



He's more or less dead



Tag him and bag him, then ziplock the smokin' magnum



Round up the neighbors from the ground up and ask them



'Who, what, where, when and why?'



Anything that would make such a friendly guy wanna end his life



It's all probably, to be revealed in the autopsy"



The semi-warm body rolled through the first floor lobby



Growing cold and lifeless, journey on the gourney to the meat wagon



Packed in with the medical devices



Firmly wrapped tight in a sheet of white



While the preacher type prays for heaven's blessing beggin' "Jesus
Christ"



The DT was like, "See his right hand? it's a wedding band



has anybody seen his wife?"



"Well, sir, I heard she was the cheating type who would sleep with any
man



according to the neighbors if I'm readin' right"



"Son, let me help you see the light, and put two and two together



She got sick of the kid, and ran off with who ever



The guy couldn't take it, he blew open his cake hole



A modern day face lift, suicide, case closed"