The jig is up, dont shoot the messenger
find the mending where the lesson stirs.
arguing back & forth, who to censor first
you slimy bastard I hope you met your worth.
The jester slurs, back flips, Tae bo, eyes closed.
tell me if you know what I know..
Mockingbird sing & you thinking...high...low?
penetrate ya perch, ya porch, ya little eye hole.
Hello, paint ya portrait perfectly as I stroll...
past the pheasants, pass the peasants my bowl.
spark that purple power, giggle & say
bye holmes
any perp caught dont gotta be Sherlock to say
I know..
get ya picture in the paper portraying over pipes blown.
any person in my presence is getting their pie broke.
ya picked the wrong day to take this stride home.
put you in your place where parents pry ya hole..
picture that...
its a memento for tomorrow, one that you can borrow.
let me get that developed, let me get that enlarged though..
In Memoriam...ahh I figured that would be far-fetched.
you about to get your shot wherever the stars stepped.
bet you were hoping & thought less. imagine that nonsense.
can you picture that nonsense? can you see it? God Bless.
picture that...
the man was an innovator when he gave me this strap.
look how they get laid out arriving safely gift wrapped.
should be a red light for ya exposure before it goes pitch black.
should go to the @
asylum if I let them rise up with this strap.
now you know that I did that, frame me for this act.
& if you picked up on this you know bout that kickback.
picture that...
