Lyrics:
and the lessened distance between thought patterns and their secular
manifestations, the role of men as listening receptacles is to be increased
by a number no less
LIKE EVERYDAY
HE SITS ON THAT BENCH
WHILE HE’S SINGING
IN A RAINY DAY
OR WHEN SNOW’S FALLING
HE’S PLAYING
YOU CAN FIND BARON
DOWN AT CENTRAL PARK
Smokin up eight J's rollin down 45th
Been eatin you like it cure Def
Bae I love you to def
Gettin high all day just tryin' forget
Pretty pink got me
baby, cell by cell
Hope you all can learn from the songs I sell
Believe in yourself, ain't nobody gonna help
Yeah, yeah
I can't take it, I'm so far from
and the lessened distance between thought patterns and their secular
manifestations, the role of men as listening receptacles is to be increased
by a number no less
station that doesn't have you in rotation
I never get tired of hearing you
Not a day goes by that I don't vibe to your acoustics
Enjoying you all to myself
in
You don't have to be your enemy
So please don't change a thing
Slow down, let me ease your mind
You are not defined by your bad days
Lay back, Honey
Acoustic hardwires pulling at my head all day
Refracted notions in my dreams
I've been asleep since the other day
And saw the sun and I stayed away
his breath he calls me a bitch
And in my head I'm swinging my fist
I've got dude poisoning
Yeah these dudes make me sick
But the cure is to know my
this
I ran into a couple musical crisis's (Oh no)
Takin' shortcuts in life is not the way
Sometimes I just wanna go finish my day, yeah
Stayin' up late
feeling like a clown manic Juggalo
I say goodbye and then hello, I never let my exes go
In Texas where the weather's warm and everyone's perplexed by snow
people spent days there
Some spent weeks in agonizing anxiety over
What the answer would be
Meanwhile, I was wondering when
The heck we were
Going to get
on the job from 8 to 5
By the end of the day I'm barely alive
A single woman - 2 kids and a dog
Wanderin' around all week in a fog
Between work and family
I
don't care for politics I don't wanna hear the lies
Don't believe in everything gotta read between the lines
I'm trying to rectify the vision of blind,
Fill myself up bit by bit
A process I know all too well
I see myself in a mirror just a shell of who I was
Tainted by my cravings that I quell and then
Every day that goes by, a new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave, drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can
The only difference between the dead plants and the live ones
Was that only the live ones still grew
Millions were lost in the parking garages
Couldn't tell
I been climbing trees collecting leaves
Focus cuz I gotta get this paper by any means
In this life you either still at A or you passing C
Well choose
Trapped, no shield, no sword
The unbeaten path got my soul so sore
Allured by the lust, something money can't cure
The Devil want me as is, but
Every day that goes by
A new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave
Drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can
only flaw
Your sea it can freezing, I thought I'd float
I sink deeper blue, by you I'm consumed
Oh I'm such a fool thinking I won't get caught in
that the Lord will one day hear my cry
Like when I thought it was a wrap
I was under attack
By the blebs in my lungs, my left lung collapsed
Thanking God
audience no longer includes vultures dressed in black, they even try to tell some jokes between numbers. Sometimes they wear matching ties made of smoked
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
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