THE PHILOSOPHER
Hypnotic Clambake
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When the pathological liar lies He’s not really lying When the hypochondriac dies he’s really dead The jam goes on the paper the butter on the bread Brain cells are teased gray matter appeased When you eat, steak it’s a wake for a cow Sizzlin’ bacon’s one for a sow The Philosopher rides on the back of his ass Bleeding the rich Intriguing the lower class Though nobody gets the message They take the passage out of the void And into the hypnotic nitch His magic words enter your head With the force of lead Soft flesh tears like bread Making Socrates look brain dead So open your mind like you have a choice Feel your cortex rejoice His words food for thought You soul, sold and bought Hypnotic verbiage in collusion with a Psychopathic misfit’s thoughts, You live in a cocoon, break out, take flight!
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