...A Dish Best Served Coldly - Type O Negative

If you rely on the pot of the luck No wonder why your dinner party will suck You need a genie, give this bottle a rub 'Cause what good is spirit if it's stuck in a jug? Take a sip of this, I'll give you somethin' to chug As if one too many wasn't enough Another round, on the house for the cup and the mug Still runnin' and gunnin' like a couple of thugs Owed a debt to the devil but we settled it You know that I love to gamble but I had to quit 'Cause I'm an addict, never know when I'm gonna stop If I see a glass half full, then I'll fill it up And you can bet I will never spill a drop If you wanna put a lid on me then I'm gonna pop I'm not a tall drink but I'm leveled to the top You can talk to my bosses, I kill it at my job But now that Satan's reign is over I won't wager my soul, I'm sober Nonetheless, Cuphead's back for an encore! Two heads are better than one but we want more! 'Cause something's missing and you need a new fix Perhaps, a feminine ingredient to the mix? And that's just what you want the mostest Promise, you won't get ghosted! Bottles up, let's raise a toast! (Give 'em all a taste of our brand new roast!) Mouths to feed but we got 'em all fed Don't leave any appetite unread! Trust me, if you wanna bake some bread (Do not double-cross Cuphead, 'nough said!) Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober I doubt I'm outta dice to be rolled Listen death, I'm gonna cheat you Since I've got a sweet tooth This is a dish I've been told is best served cold This little dish sure can take a lickin' If you don't want heat then evacuate the kitchen Keep your feet movin', don't stop kickin' The oven is hot and the clock is tickin' Pickin' up steam, gotta work fast! I've earned my treat but I'm gonna burn that! 'Cause I'm chuggin' all day and I can't turn back Careful not to get caught in my thirst trap Ready for the check? 'Cause you've been served That is unless you have room for dessert! Doesn't matter if you've already swallowed your pride It don't mean you won't succumb to your vice Your ravenous appetite might leave you wantin' more I've got a recipe for disaster and that means back to the cutting board! Sorry Chef, checkmate, you're done! I'm stickin' you up with a finger gun! I could duel the sheriff, I could move a mountain If you wanna dogfight me, you'll be howlin'! I'll halt this bootleg operation! If they get salty, then I'll bake 'em! Might get dicey, but I'll shake 'em! Like a bad habit, had to break 'em! I don't just got drip, I run like a faucet My nickname is "Hothead" 'cause no one can touch this I'm non-alcoholic but I'm hella toxic Come on, I know you want it You'd better swallow all of it! Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober I doubt I'm outta dice to be rolled Listen death, I'm gonna cheat you Since I've got a sweet tooth This is a dish I've been told is best served cold Three heads are better than two! If you bit off more than you can chew But ain't just anyone we let in our crew You gotta skippity-bop-bop-bowop-bop-bop-bop-biddly-diddly-doo (Beep-bop-beep-bop-beepity-bow-beep-bop-bippity-boo) (Skippity-pap, pippity-pow, chickity-lickity-doo( (Wamalama-dam-bam-bamala-dam-badam-bip-bip-bippity-bee) (Deet-dot-deet-dot-deedly-deet-dedee-dee-dee-deedly-dee) (Not mess with a Cuphead, 'nough said) (Do not mess with a Cuphead, 'nough said) (Do not mess with a Cuphead, 'nough said) Do not mess with a Cuphead, 'nough said! Hell has frozen over, now that I got sober I doubt I'm outta dice to be rolled Listen death, I'm gonna cheat you Since I've got a sweet tooth This is a dish I've been told is best served cold

Aeons of awareness limited to a feeble existence Restrictively implanted in the vessel called man Genetically bound to a covert system Never to discover more than is allowed There is no truth Only a perspective The locked physical senses were designed to misinform We must transcend the illusion Breaking the barricade of infinite cognizance (We must transcend the illusion) Breaking the barricade of infinite cognizance A glimpse scurries through the peripheries of allowance There is a doorway in the suppression of the mind A portal to the agenda of the gods Unveiling the knowledge of the celestial ones Unrestricted permeation Of assimilated life By the fathers of man Creationism in its sickest form There is no truth Only a perspective We must transcend the illusion Breaking the barricade of infinite cognizance Specifically manufactured in ignorance Gaze upon the blueprints of the absolute The human mind Denied agreater understanding of Inter-dimensionalism through a vast control of molecular vibration Never intended to be be stumbled upon Reduced to third dimensional vessels of possession The third eye clenched shut by demonic grasp We are servants to an opaque order

We did the grind for many years Too many some might say It's easy to get lost with the taste of money on the brain We did it so good, so good so fast We forget some years ago We were toddlers in the grass Life ain't easy being on the road It's grab and go food and drinks That ain't good for the soul Well it's long nights and coffee cups Restless sleep for weeks And trying not to mess up Well we played our hand But we killed our fellow man We traded his mind for a wondrous time Oh well, what does it mean when you Let a brother down Can this be fixed somehow? Well the tires flat, the engine leaks Suspensions busted and the belt is weak We always seem to make it home But each time we leave again You can see the sadness in the man How did we miss this for so long Life ain't easy being on the road It's a van full of filthy trash And a bag of stinky clothes Long drives and cigarettes Sweaty suits for weeks And trying to play our best Well we played our hand But we killed our fellow man We traded his mind for a wondrous time Oh well, what does it mean when you Let a brother down Can this be fixed somehow? If you just needed Someone to call you friend I should have seen it right from the start If you just needed Someone to call you friend I should have seen it right from the start

Like a flash of light in an endless night Life is trapped between two black entities 'Cause when you trust someone illusion has begun No way to prepare impending despair Did one say so cruel it's better to love and lose Ignorance is bliss, wish not knew your kiss So many times been burned, this lesson goes unlearned Remember desire only fuels the fire Liar Liar Betwixed birth and death, every breath regret I pity the living, envy for the dead Emotionally stunned, in defense I'm numb I'd rather not care then to be aware To be scared I don't need love I don't need love I don't need love I don't need love Are a thousand tears worth a single smile? When you give an inch will they take a mile? Longing for the past but dreading the future If not being used, well then you're a user and a loser World reknowned failure at both death and life Given nothingness, purgatory blight To run and hide, a cowardly procedure Options exhausted, except for anesthesia Anesthesia I don't feel anything, anything I don't feel anything, anything I don't feel anything, anything I don't feel anything, anything For anything For anything, no

We were electrocute In our has-been 1980's suits So electrocute Everyone we knew said it too That's when even strangers knew our names Ten years later sighed "what a shame" We were electrocute To make the point again is moot Ssssssso electrocute How on you I've wasted my youth Your cold eyes of Coney Island sand Hair dyed the blood of a foolish man So proud to be by your side We were a team no one denied Even though I still miss your lips You're about as real as your tits

Spring won't come, the need of strife To struggle to be freed from hard ground The evening mists that creep and crawl Will drench me in dew and so drown I'm the green man The green man Sol in prime sweet summertime Cast shadows of doubt on my face A midday sun, its caustic hues Refracting within the still lake Autumn in her flaming dress Of orange, brown, gold fallen leaves My mistress of the frigid night I worship pray to on my knees Winter's breath of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple? Life is coming to an end So says me, me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle Winter's breath of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple? Life is coming to an end So says me, me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle I'm the green man The green man I'm a green man A green man

September sun glowing golden hair Now keep in mind son she was never there October's rust bisecting black storm clouds Only the deaf hear my silent shouts Yet in the dark still he screams your name (Elizabeth!) Nights living death with which rhymes insane Ten years amassed para toda mi vida? Lost man in time was his name Peter? September sun rotted Flatbush porch I would have run then had I known the cost Autumnal rays turned your eyes to stone Did it give you pleasure to steal my soul? Yet in the dark, still he screams your name (Elizabeth!) Nights living death with which rhymes insane Ten years amassed para toda mi vida? Lost man in time was his name Peter? Leave her (leave her), leave her alone I said leave her alone Leave her (leave her), leave her alone I said leave her alone, alone Leave her (leave her), leave her alone I said leave her alone Leave her (leave her), leave her alone I said leave her alone, alone, alone Me, me, me, me, me? I know why Me, me, me, me, me? I know why Me, me, me, me, me? I know why Me, me, me, me, me? I know... I know... I know why Me, me, me, me, me? I know why Me, me, me, me, me? I know why Me, me, me, me, me? I know why Me, me, me, me, me? I know... I know... I know why