Let’s go cow tipping
Mirror smashing,
Chase a black cat or two.
Shake something red
At the farmers bull
And walk blindfolded across a highway.
Macbeth!
Macbeth!
Macbeth!
Adrenaline junkies
Ain’t got nothing on me,
They still use a chute.
Maybe we’ll feel alive
Just a little more
If we play tag with death.
You’re it.
– Vagabond Prophet
Vagabond Prophet 