Текст Busdriver – Utilitarian Uses Of Love

By chance are you free
Here’s my room key and splayed limbs
When I do me I play to win — Yeah (Promptly after we meet…)
You’ll need to go drink absinthe

This freedom it tastes funny
I am a case study
Dealing with utilitarian uses of love
To the ladies I’ll be vague
Because I’m stretching my seed banks
Dipping my toe in the sleaziest cesspools above

My stage persona can be nude
Because the following day, it’s renewed
And my subconscious is seafood — Yeah
When you invite me, I cross over
You’ll smell burning and a waft sulfur
You’ve crashed along the soft shoulder

(We’ve got time)
(We’ve got time)

Value sets and other moral imperatives
Don’t have a place
And frankly we don’t give a fuck about them
— You do — I don’t
— You do — I don’t
— Yes, you do — No, I don’t
— You do — No, I don’t
We don’t give a fuck about them
We don’t give a fuck about them
We don’t give a fuck about them

(… of love)

The sex drive stupefies
Makes you feel like you’re in Junior High
My impulses go unsupervised — Yeah
I prowl on foot and spin a yarn
When the crowd looks like wind farms
My defense mechanism’s been disarmed

Yeah — This freedom it tastes funny
I am a case study
Dealing with utilitarian uses of love

Yeah — This freedom it tastes funny
I am a case study
Dealing with utilitarian uses of love

(Love)