now what if my eyes rolled back in my head and turned blood red fire from a bolt came down then there wouldn't, then there wouldn't be a choice or a voice to say what I said (that's what I said) now what if my soul stretched out for a mile the shadow of some fool get disguised by some style while the fear of a few grow up in a pile your never gonna see me smile
now what if the ground opened up as to swallow? would you jump in, would you follow now what if what if my word was so deadly brains would explode from the medley now what if
NOW WHAT IF! now what if
Now what if my skin it turned green pitch forked tongue over hauled hot like a machine steel plated, I never waited to pursue all I knew that I hated
now what if I grew up a thousand foot high six million pounds, how would you classify your comply, now would you say that I horrify
now what if some wings bust out of my back you'll see a demon on a raging attack now what if what if my word was so deadly brains would explode from the medley now what if
NOW WHAT IF! now what if NOW WHAT IF! now what if
the truth is like scraps were you beggin for some answers you bop, weave, and such to circumstances I can know that beat is the job of the drummer goin straight to hell 82 like Joe Strummer rock the casaba, i see farm advise not a distance a push is not a pull without resistance