[Verse]
Some folks say them Neer-do-wells
Are awful hard to take
Some folks gettin' to where they
Don't like fellowman anyway
Boys those boys are hard on ya
When mama's out spinnin' 'round
Save my load inside a bowl and live away from ya now
Confounding all explanations
Through concerted deliberations
Distrusters of verity
Look who's dyin' now
Simple instinct
Spits on complicity
While entrained angels sing those Neer-do-well songs

[Chorus]
So as a compatible style
Mutually live and let live
In an aesthetically rational existence
Where angels spit on complicity
While all along
Till the end
Those Neer-do-well songs

[Verse]
And now I've gotten tired of these neat weekender guys
As brothers tend to get you down once there've been so many failed tries
My lament isn't carved by stale spectators,
Nor spat by bitter mouths that choke on all my vectors,
Impoverished meaning unfurls on stages of preying art,
Each move a harbinger of void.
[Chorus]
So as a compatible style
Mutually live and let live
In an aesthetically rational existence
Where angels spit on complicity
While all along
Till the end
[Bridge]
Those Neer-do-well songs

[Verse]
I know a certain Saturday when four brothers discovered a plan
How to never shed the golden fleece and to save my arse from the can
Renegade spirit, plucked from a shadow span,
Sprout in my daisies and end by my command.
Confounding all explanations through concerted deliberations
Distrusters of verity
Look who's dyin' now

[Chorus]
Simple instinct
Spits on complicity
While entrained angels sing those Neer-do-well songs
So as a compatible style
Mutually live and let live
In an aesthetically rational existence
Where angels spit on complicity
While all along
Till the end