King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard - The Grim Reaper

I'm the grim reaper, chimney sweeper, gate keeper
Running faster than a cheetah preying on the weaker
Got you in my point blank range as I take aim
I'm coming at ya like a hurricane
You're a scavenger
Scratching around for scraps
Sipping on cactus, lighting matches, unburied hatchets
Waiting for the ultimatum
To be handed down from above
Never moved a muscle, never gave a fuck

If it's bad for business and the visits from the hellhounds
Sniffing out stitches for the snitches
Then there's gotta be more than justice in discussion
For the ones causing the corruption
Are you having an existential crisis?
Time is priceless, can't advise us
Analyze it, break it down
Into small increments to repent

Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Heaven sent the silhouette of many wicked men
Fearless, reckoning thinking they're the most
Powerful they've ever been
Can't begin to comprehend the arrogance
Dwindling inside the cranium
Grotesquely tortured the wretchedness
Whiplash in the fortress between ya legs
Body bags hanging on the hills hoist
With a peg as the stench orbits the homestead

Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper came to collect his debt

Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque
Rotting flesh odorous
The grim reaper cashes the cheque

Written by:
Ambrose Kenny-Smith, Heinz Funk, Joseph Walker, Stu Mackenzie

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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