Lyrics:
(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,
You had anger pulsed rage
unexplored pathways limitless boundaries
a voice above the dim screaming so loud
and now you are the masses
you used
crowd
Jumping high
Heartbeat pulsed
By beats of drums
Rock and roll bands
Playing rock'n'roll songs
Everyone was singing
Woah-oh-oh
Radio was turned loud
on
I've been seeking for you, in every place I can be
Your heart persistently pulsed, was not for me to retain
Leaves a mark, a permanent trace
You
I make it look easy but this ain't no overnight
If you ain't never do it, why you giving advice
Tell me it's a fluke, but I went and did it twice
I
Because i can't stop
Oh dear
Since I pity your curse
And you've been very polite
I will help you
By the forces
Granted to me
Ages ago
I wish this redhead
fate or call it fluke
but hey what are the odds
i'd run into you tonight
night by night, day by day
running into you again now
but we're not going
of town
It's voodoo (ah)
It's no fluke
Haunted by a dream I have of you
It's voodoo (ah)
It's no fluke
Troubled by a dream I have of you
I have
in the promised land
So the precedent is modified
God itself decides the phenomenom fairly fantastic in nature
Happens very rarely by standards
feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.
By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.
It’s okay
Don't let a fluke lead our fate awry
Cuz then we'll never have to say goodbye
Passing by missed chances was my only true consistency
You're the one who
shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
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
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
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
don't care if he was vulnerable
In a home full of drug abuse and incest
Or allegedly brainwashed by white supremacists
Whatever the case may be for him
to bed
My heart still beats in time with all the cars out on the street
And I can feel the aspirations of the people passing by
Represented by the glow
complimenting my mood
Do favor my fragrance enticed by my fumes
Stretch the night out like latex when I'm next to you
Is being boujee your alias or is it a fluke
fingers through
Let me kiss all over you
It was chance, it was no more than coincidence
Just a fluke - was I really meant to meet you?
Passing by when two
It kills, it shakes
I feel, I nearly broken
Misguided in this world
Distemper gets me on
Pulsed pain, headache
I'm sick of useless talking
Confused
It was clear he was not the one
As he pulsed and turned like a dying sun
At the center of a doomed galaxy
In regalia of a circus freak
Sweat from
glow, I was by myself.
He was by himself; wandering, scurrying through the trees... Away from consciousness, on a path to the many
worlds that I weaved
Pulsed radio waves, soft tissue
Foreign agent gains penetration
Penetration
Foreign object found, obfuscation
Obfuscation
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