Get Cooking
by Brown Word and the Big Whine

V1:
She was under the magnificent dome of the unblinking sun
Hiding from the high noon hellscape outside
Her gullet melting, her mullet wilting
Chilling, waves of noise crashing
on shores of static in her hands
It's an obsession
It's way beyond the skin

Ch:
She said it's time to get cookin
You're way beyond just lookin
I think you're here for the real deal
C'mon babe release your squeaky wheel
I'm a rocker from way way back
And I like me some wreckin' time
In the spirit of total WreckdoM
This is Brown Word and the Big Whine

V2:
Inside the four walls of her four walls
Her heart is on a neverending search for truth
And that truth is there are many hungers,
There are many starving suckers set
salivating after the lurid call of art
Its a battle, a catalyst
It's from the gut, from the gutter,
this gutting of guitars

altars to imaginary greatness...
altars to imaginary greatness...
altars to imaginary greatness...

Bkdn:
Break down
I feel no pain
I take it over to the breakdown lane

Chorus.

Coda:
Get cooking
I'm doing it live
Get cooking
I'll do it for free