Stop hitching the monster man
It was a bad plan,
But I had to get to town
Unbitten,
But the way I found it was a hand came down
And pow,
I got illuminated
That’s why I have got my mind in my own
Hand over the wave,
Hand over the water,
The realest of the real
It’s like the burnout said - phenomenon
To the ruder bar in a buddha plump van
It was a stamped can,
It was a clamor
Understanding,
And all you people jumping but we raised the bar
You’re dumber than a box of rocks
Give up, star
The inscrutable,
The irrefutable,
The illegible,
The indisputable
The undisputed
Makes me go on a dig |
