New Gods

Song: New Gods

Album: Lesser Restoration

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by: Toussaint Morrison

Released December 16, 2016

ref: https://open.spotify.com/album/4Kxoc25MaDxqvsIjhZx29N

Chorus

Hello, it’s me

Again

Your hell couldn’t hold me down

I’m back

And smilin’ for what’s to happen next

I think it’s time you call your god.

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Been makin’ over night flights across town for several nights now,

Pacin’ with light cycles; streaks’a neon off a kite tail

I run a nice route, but I feel my heart fadin’

Reminscin’ past rides with Tetsuo and Kanata

And before you meet the maker,

One of these nights you find out what you’re made of

You can fight it ‘til you last breath collapses

Or accept this is you and let them fangs out unabashed

I’m on.

River City to Riverside, look alive

I cast shadows in the night from a neon Matin sign

Billy and Jimmy Lee watch the 6 back in ‘99

Fight or flight divine, now it’s only fight to fight

Delightful spite, swinging lead pipes for a righteous price

I ain’t for sale tho, keep the offer

Evening extremists can’t be bought into crack’a dawn joggers

I write lines between day walkers and midnight marauders

Preppin’ hooks like Ruthless Robbie Muthafuckin’ Lawler.

Don’t know what y’all heard, the pearl’s a hardened sinner

But if she can slow dance on a floor full’a phantasmal killers

Then I’ll let her wear my hoodie, come and ride shotgun

Silver bullets in the glove compartment, Billy Compton

And company come fuck with me

Run your keys, fuck your jewels, I seen things you can’t unbelieve

Spades a spade, but only mythril’s up my sleeve

Just an American Sabrewolf on these London streets

Know one thing: Don’t pick a fight

With a man who’s died twice and dudn’t believe in the Lord of Light

50/50’s my norm, you don’t wanna see my risky

Just tell’em that I’m comin’ and I’m bringin’ hell with me

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Nothin’ a full moon can’t heal

Standin’ on the city landfill sippin’ Stab & Kill

Nursin’ old wounds, catchin’ new feels

It’s just another date with a devil in blue heels

So, I’m out:

Nola, Brooklyn, Cleveland, Shine Town, Metro City- hands up and come out

St. Paul, Scotland, Eire

Detroit, Argon- put’em in the sky

All through the night

Where the hype goes to die

Danger intravenous to heart

While I’m outrunnin’ my ghosts up, off and through the wall

Burning down

Was always the better between the two next to

Fading out

I wouldn’t have it any different than what it is right now

Just a grin in the dark

Now, I hear them talkin’ fire, but revenge is best served cold

Yeah, I’m always new to town; Vagabond, Ninja Scroll

Now, the Belmont’s on vacation, I think you might wanna leave

Cos it’s me, a few dangerous strangers, and Wylie.

So run out, run out, run out, run out, run out…

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