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Fluke · Crazy Fluke


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Fluke (Rusty)


(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann.  This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame.  The narator is Norman Rose,
(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann.  This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame.  The narator is Norman Rose,
daddy know
What's lost is lost now
They told you not to go

it was a long walk home
That night
Pulsed by the change
Of the westmoreland light
You locked
leg

Remember that big fluke
When you said, Yes I do
Back by the creek

On top of her
Once a lame
Flood's will come
Can't feel my leg
No one believes me
Someone conceived me
A fluke in the night of obscurity
Played by millions simulcast by a few
A city no lights such a great
God knows I know no better
Easy to say that I can talk
I can talk

You know more than you think you know
Your DNA is pulsed by stars
Reveal
sky 
A twitching eye 
Needing only one thing to get by 
Let it hide 
Fall to the side 
Try to do it in but it won´t die 
Don´t be seen 
Keep it
Like nothing
Like thin air
This disappears
We won't give up
Worth something
Yet nothing
It takes a fluke to hit the eye

We're hanging out in
for a fluke,
Waiting for a sign by now boggle eyed,
If I believe I will receive 
Leaning on the ever lasting tree,
Hanging in the hands of fate down
in the promised land
So the precedent is modified

God itself decides the phenomenom fairly fantastic in nature
Happens very rarely by standards
Well, it's blackfish at play in Hermitage Bay
From pushthrough across to Bois Island.
They Broach and they spout and they lift their flukes out
Yo drop to the ground and one knee me if you see me
Take off your top like ZZ
Mushrooms by himself causes shown to give samples of the body
That I
at the root. 
Brick house, huff, blew the roof. 
Please don't feed the bazooka tooth, evolution super fluke

With a kiddy pool full of warm milk, 
NyQuil
burn my God

Yeah... fluke
Designer fetus is my name
Designed by them to entertain
Don't know how I can't explain
They broke into my untouched brain
Sent
[Verse 1]
Now everybody wants to have fame
But you'll pay the price if you're not playin' it by the game
'cause this game is made up of a bunch
like collider
A lotta people thought I was a fluke
Cause I had a backpack and some Timberland boots
But the trees still stand
These real fans stuck
with the trick
Years pass by, now you stuck with the trick
Fighting more and more now you're fed up with the trick
But you knew that was a [ho] when
A guardsman gave a griffin said grease my duke:
Down by the chimney and out through the fluke.
A looby, a lordant, a lagerhead, lozel,
a lungio lathback made
smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat
I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm
Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat
I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been
smoked
Or fuck with me and smoke too

Yellow Album so good
Niggas thought it was a fluke
Niggas thought I was on the juice
Yeah nigga it was
don't publicly parade it,
I hate it but to escape it would be luck on fluke,
I feel like I'm a dope beat but I'm stuck on loop,
But that's my life cycle;
smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat
I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm
through the hour glass
Can't stop the hands
Try and watch the hours pass
You by like you standing still
I smoke - I fuck - I kill these pop stars
Bitch
I live by the rules, I was schooled by the older folks,
I was showed the ropes by the cats that was holdin' toast,
Lords knows even goons get