Philistine Sun Lyrics


I'm gonna sweat out

this alcohol tomorrow

I'll fart it out in the fields

Splattered with dead vegetation

Toiling for nearly no yield

Beaten and burned by a philistine sun

Blistered and vexed by machines I run

Party with pills in the evening

paying no mind to the morn

Getting shit done before the sun gets warm

I deserve a drink

I'd like my reward

Beaten and burned by a Philistine sun

Blistered and vexed by machines I run

Beaten and burned

Blistered and vexed

I deserve a drink

I want my reward