Mr. Monk – Host

Mr. Monk – Host Lyrics

Artist: Mr. Monk
Song: Host

What a way to set the mood
A silent city, stuff chopped and screwed
Don’t even think about being rude
Taste fear

Spit gratitude
Docility, lack of hostility
This beat and I are liars
We feel affinity

Future servility
We’ll hug you in your sleep like spiders
Stop with that attitude
You’re still dog food

No meal but you’re so screwed
Were you chewed?
I’m sure you taste like butter
But you might taste better with pepper

You blighter
Chill stop looking for snipers
The clic are your teeth
No biter, no trigger

Later, I’ll cook that muscle fibre
No answers
Paranoia’s tighter
Monsters in every alley

Sadly you’re lost
Can’t find a lady
Carry a pair
You should wear a fanny

We hate boys
Well they taste like candy
I guess we love brains
But we could suck your veins

Don’t give names
Let doubt remain
First need to drain you
Such a pretty diner

Show us the colour of that muscle fibre
You look like you’ve seen a ghost
You know most folks hope it’s a hoax
No running for help

I’m a nice host
Treat my meat like royalty at all cost
Nothing like safety
You can breath

Don’t wanna eat smurf boy
But you can’t leave
But really, no Floyd boy
Yet I’m naive

I know you’ll stick around boy
Or I’ll shoot like cops around kids with toys boy
Now we be waiting for the heat
Sweat the onions make ’em sweet

Add some butter, then the treat
Wait an hour, then you’ll eat
Annoying like a lobster
Relax dip in the hot tub

Eggs, oil and some mustard
No need to worry now it’s all over
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From the album:
My Imaginary Friends Are All Dead [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021