yo it's monkey magic, recall; we, fall from trees, being clumped with fabric,
not falling trees: that's another habit; aberrant, Mother saddened.
cup or chalice? shut up faggot. drink! s'all the same as thunder crashes,
sand don't come from glass it's... backward. slash wood, palms is useless,
lethargic students, convoluted but can't refuse wit. more arms: produce it.
morons... too sharp, opt not to do shit. that's an oxymoron: oX* is stupid.
build the structures, build another. shoot for the moon while we kill the succor
in the hour of Babel, give power to gavels, rabble, you just a simple number.
never live for lustre. ever kiss ur mother? nvm let pills construct a false hope,
remove that: it’s taut rope. you won’t cope. you never been taught?! nope.
now I want to get a fucking amaretto, neat, no rocks, that italian special.
truth is I don’t really fuck with alcohol tho, just the sweet almond scent so
fuck a banana bar, partner. on some weak bananarama sugar coated shit:
put a bone in this… here digit, i won’t fidget, maaan - i’m after authenticity.
all intents and means, is peace. can’t help but aspire when I got up out the Cave,
thinking whether this shit’s Old or New world -- but forgot about the Brave