[Wise Wiggles]

Srs. Who needs fireworks when you gave me the entire earth?
Kicking forever reality to those who don't know what life is worth
We live with hole's in our centers. Like a thousand bagels
I want to spit lightening to knock down tornadoes
I suggest you count your halos,
Before the years are peeled off you couch potatoes
We found remains though, so closure is optional
I know it's tough, but, look around soldier, you're not alone
What afterlife? All I know is stab & slice & chop the bone
I mean, look at how perfect the city is!
You'll be back. An old soul trying to stir up the idiots
Right on time, murder the prettiest. Re word your little fibs
Herder of brilliance. A foundation, preserver of brittleness
Waves and more waves.. It's an ocean.
I need ayahuasca, the mystic potion. That liquid holy
The trick to getting stardust is to get it smoking
Stupid foliage. Super nova eyes.
No balance. Edge of seat or prude and sober lives
I mean really. Now that the mask's down, like me?
Fuck drinking. I do NOT miss all the black outs & dry heeves
Gotta go all in. All out. All day. You've got to gamble
And I wanna Led this bitch and leave, I've got to ramble
The shambles are tidy now but the glue marks are obvious
Keep it moving. Coal for days. Wonder who dropped the naughtiest?
I WANT seclusion from all this bullshit that's botched & ruined
It is what it is though. Ears stay addicted to karma's music