Old Man Gloom

Lyrics to EMF

No way tonight, we don't fuck, he don't got no teeth or knives, his shed is dusty, fucking fox, he don't say nothing, he can't talk

Wage, fuck, tame, odds

Wandering inside a factory, chasing it down from the day, pelting words with the angry suit, data always trapped in here

Wage, fuck, tame, odds