Shibboleth from Mir by Godbite

know the score
the quick
and more
arrive
the harbour is poisoned
know him by his word and jibe
drowned in the noise

a friend of Bill Wilson's may lay it on thick
but the signs were all there back when you were "with it"
perverting my values I cannot abide
you and I, we're the same and we stay tight

oh what a wonderful day to separate
the reflections from me, the chaff from the wheat
before they go blind they will open their eyes
butter, rye bread, and green cheese
we draw a straight line
to see the sun go under the sea

rot the core
true beauty
Mashallah!
put in a word for your buddy
14 and counting
that water grew muddy with something

the sand settles in and the stones drift apart
a friend of the Guilds may raise the alarm
keep cracking your back with elect two-ball canes
envy's the game and craft begets craft

I can't understand you
go back to your country

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