Coming Through

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Coming Through
recorded on Asking (2020)

He’s coming … coming through
He’s coming … he’s coming through
He’s coming through slaughter
Better save that man a barber’s chair
He’s got a mouth piece in his pocket
But he’s all out of hot air.

He’s coming … he’s coming through
He’s coming through slaughter
Better save that man a barber’s chair
He’s coming through slaughter
Its better than it sounds

In the summer heat and the black skin sweats
And she’s got an ice cube in her lips
Dripping cold on their bodies
His fingers wander there
No feeling in his fingertips
His mind wanders elsewhere

Buddy! Buddy where did you go?
Buddy, so many people want to know

And those who head him play
They were heard to say
“I heard angels sing”
“I saw devil take wing”

He’s coming through slaughter
Better save that man a barber’s chair
He’s got a mouth piece in his pocket
But he’s all out of hot air

He’s coming … he’s coming through
He’s coming … he’s coming after you
He’s coming … he’s coming through
Slaughter, its better than it sounds
Slaughter, its just the name of a town