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Damn, this situation's new to me, why?
I see a head afraid to be himself, I bet he'd to have a little encouragement from the opposite, come that side of the floor...Yes! Egg him along, make him feel at ease with himself, steal his clothes, leave him his shoes, let's get this marmaduke naked! Makehim feel at ease, let's get this maraduke naked so lose your head and go to pieces..... Don't you make fun of me... don't you make fun of me! I'm gonna be, gonna be, I'm gonna be a hot dancer! Oohh... now that the basics are down, converse amongst yourselves. But, keep an eye out for the next complication. In other words, grab the next motherfucker marmaduke, who refuses to submit to these pelvic ostentations. I can't wait until the syllables bend. Let's get this marmaduke naked, let's get this marmaduke naked... so lose your head and go to pieces! Don't you make fun of me... don't you make fun of me! I'm gonna be, gonna be, I'm gonna be a hot dancer! |
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| 2. |
| 3:25 |
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Who am I?
I am I. Who are you? You are me! Why can't I get it straight? No! Why can't I see it straight? Shaft! We can't let you, we can't let you go. Shaft! Shaft! Shaft! Shaft! I'll get a new one, then! I take a look, a look around, gas limited. I take a look around, I tell myself I live again! I take a look, a look around, gas limited. I take a look around, I tell myself I live again! Why can't I get it straight? No! Why can't I see it straight? Shaft! We can't let you, we can't let you go. Up until this day; I take a look, a look around, gas limited. Up untile this day; I look around, I tell myselfI live again! Shaft.... where's Lorena when we need her? |
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| 3. |
| 4:43 |
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What if your brain,
unexpectedly and suddenly, picked out things to flip around and view a lot differently? What if blue sky, all of a sudden turned a purple hue? We would shit a brick the size of all of it... what if? What if I was just daydreaming? What if I lived in a pear? What if my watch read 4:20 every hour, every day? You can bet your dollar I'd be happy! I forgot to remember; I forgot to remember my pain. Take me to your leader or die by the fly guy! What if mothballs, hangin' around too close to microwaves suddenly woke up and said, 'Take me to your leader or die by fly guy! He'll push ya' out, no wings attached!' Just do as I say, no mistake, he'll blow away. What if I was daydreaming? What if I lived in a pear? What if I had a mustard drenched cucumber tied to my leg and I did not want my pants to get dirty? What if this, what if that?! Go! I forgot to remember; I forgot to remember my pain. Take me to your leader or die by the fly guy! I forgot to remember my...PAIN! My pain! Forgot to inject my...cocaine! Forgot to apply my...rogaine! Forgot to remember...my pain! I never think, I never thought, oh maybe I'm insane! I think I like being way the fuck out of my brain! I forgot to remember; I forgot to remember my pain. Take me to your leader or die by the fly guy! |
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| 4. |
| 4:17 |
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We could live in a house outside of town,
we could build our own version of society, well...there'd be no one to answer to and complicate our lives, we could be the opitome of self sufficience. Time to pay! To Pay! Time to pay; you've got to pay me! Why should I? Why should we pay for your mistake? To carry on. Why should we carry on your false integrity? When you've shown us that you can't even keep your nest clean. So far we've put financial gain ahead of human needs, quality of our lives should be prioritized. Time to pay! To Pay! Time to pay; you've got to pay me! Why should I? Why should we pay for your mistake? To carry on. Modify your version so we can carry on. To carry on. To be conclusive, I'd like to say, you've done a super-fine job with your display. I see now that you cannot comprehend what it means to respect your life and then some! To be rich, that would be great. No, but it doesn't mean POO-POO without your nest! So why should I pay for your mistake, man? Why should I? Why should we pay for your mistake? To carry on. Modify your version so we can carry on. To carry on. |
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| 3:48 |
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Floatin' 'round my brain, tryin' to think about the other thing.
Than that thought you know I'm considering. What if what I thought, about who I think I thought I was, was nothing more than my cerebellum slobbering? Azwethinkweism is hard to think about, but simple to trust. You'll know yer on it when your brain won't stop to take a break, no! So when donut boy comes askin' around, tryin' to figure out somethin' new, you just smile and say, "Pardon you! I'm sifting through some particles and farcing through some folds. I've stumbled upon a brain fart which melts away your molds!" So I think upon that ponder while I'm pondering the thought, just thinkin' about the thinkweiz is leaving me distraught! Well I think I thought I saw an Azwethinkweiz, lookin' like we think we do. Like we think we do. Some think I'm insane, 'cause I think about the other thing, than that one thought you call reality. What if what you thought, about who you think you thought you were, was nothing more than illusion rapidly crumbling! Azwethinkweism should be a topic we all can trust. It's just too bad that it makes your head go zippitykrack @#$% dang! So when donut boy comes sniffing around trying to figure out something new, you just laugh and say "Pardon you, I'm sifting through some particles and farcing through some folds. I've stumbled upon a brain fart which melts away your molds." So I think upon that ponder while I'm pondering the thought, just thinking about the thinkweiz is leaving me distraught. Well I think I thought I saw an Azwethinkweiz, lookin' like we think we do. Like we think we do. So what if what you thought about the thinkweiz was nothing like you think you are? You'd probably more than likely be a lookyloo lookin' like you think you do. Like you think you do |
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| 6. |
| 2:58 |
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About a hundred years ago now, thought I was left for dead.
Soliloquy, she was my... A picture, a wake, my metaphoric friend. So then I fell in love with an irony named life, it taught me this from that and... a picture, a wake, you're gonna be hilikus. History has a tendency to block out the popular beliefs about the leaders of the time, so glisten with my syllables and ponder the thought, maybe they should have had to dedicate more to it, go! You've got to be, So good to be, You've got to be HILIKUS! So I took a walk outside with my new found friend and the knowledge imbibe. I figured I'd find another with the same attitude, yes, then maybe I could talk to someone other than myself! The doors are now swinging wide open, a positive attitude and the ilk in my pocket had a lot to do with my new found friend, the hilikus. History has a tendency to block out the popular beliefs about the leaders of the time, so glisten with my syllables and ponder the thought, maybe they should have had to dedicate more to it, go! You've got to be, So good to be, You've got to be HILIKUS! |
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| 3:12 | 
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