Visualize Latham - Drug Church

Lips to prostate, nose to propane

Ear to backyard, Freon to soft brain

Lips to prostate, nose to propane

Ear to backyard, Freon to soft brain

Christ on a crutch, it’s all a bit much

Forced out of my cave, pulled straight from my hut

Fell straight to my knees, kissed the wrong cheeks

Tongued the wrong ass and woke up with thrush

Out on a limb, laid width-wise on bridge

Was in love with the get but not what you give

Lamplight keeps arcs tight, clamps like a dog’s bite

I hoped for wells wished, got a hot shiv

Pool barely skated, pool never swam

Got the right haircut and got in on the scam

Plebeian hosts, left lice on the coasts

Joined a cult right, and I left with the band

Lackluster cocks imprinted on rock

Lips stiff to swallow full balls

Took a stroke, but I laid off the stuff

A fraud destroyed is no great loss

Lame highs for beat nights

Waterlines and bro fights

White lines for low heights

Chipped teeth, cracked waterpipes