"The Biscuit" By ThisMichaelBrown

Lyrics below:
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"The Biscuit"

Why would you risk it
What’s in the biscuit
That ain’t no triscuit
What’s in the biscuit

Sounds so explicit
You betta pitch it
I would not risk it
What’s in the biscuit

I can’t explain, what remains, Gravy train
I can’t explain, Frangipane, what’s the game

A Chess game a bit later
Down at the Bazaar
Careful the words
Orchestrated from afar

A bad Sci fi novel
Preying on the unaware
You’re no longer free
Well I say, yes you are

Bridge:
And when I awoke, there was such promises, ah you know how it is, the day is young
But now here on my plate, I don’t know what it is, I need an analysis
I followed the recipe close, adding the milk, the butter, sucrose
But something has entered this mix, what it is, ah what it is, what it is…

I can’t explain, what remains, Gravy train
I can’t explain, Frangipane, quit the game

What’s in the biscuit
What’s in the biscuit
What’s in the biscuit
What’s in the biscuit

Sounds so explicit
You betta pitch it
I would not risk it
What’s in the biscuit

Jose Gude: Bass
Anthony Occhipinti: Drums and percussion
ThisMichaelBrown: Vox, guitars, keys