you are going to the cold cold
but not for long
when ur back
I’ll be going to the hot hot
but not for long
& when im back
we’ll have a great laugh
& a slap
& our elbows up
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I’m not homeless, yet
But I’m on my way
I ain’t got no pennies
And I lost my heart the other day
People keep swindling my ethics
I keep on trucking, living, giving and consuming
Cause that’s what I do I’m an American production
$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
Sorry sir, no change today
I wish I could give it all away
I know our stomachs hurt
But we’ll blame that on the economy
So PLEASE stop bugging me for change
I keep on going, drinking, eating and spendin
Cause that’s what I do I’m an American production
$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
Show off your style
Impress the boss
See the curves that make the stage
There’s a jellyfish tank over in the next room
What I’ve got to do is sew a new costume
A group of seaweed girls, floating in the hallway
One is missing her underwater costume
As I watch her flow through the water to the back of the stage
She’s so so graceful and beautiful…
Present your best
Sell out the show
Make the piece that everyone knows
Miss Jellyfish is gonna give it her best tonight
All you’ve got to do is sit back and hold tight
Her seaweed girls begin the performance
Just keep your eyes peeled for l’amour des escargots
I am a Monet
With all the blues, purples and greys
Sails billow
and the colors are cried
The frame is sturdy but the depths are stormy
Dip your feet in the water that you see
It’s like a preview of what I hold on my sleeve
A ripple effect
A painted elect
A stroke to end a masterpiece
I am A-OK
With all the ooh’s, ah’s and hey’s
Sunshone
And the sounds are heard
All drains go to the deep blue sea
But it’s okay if you’re a fishy for me
Cause I wanna swim and be a mermaid for you
A scaling select
With proper respect
A feat to start a masterpiece
Black & white
In the middle is a lonesome eye
Looking for another eye
Black & cream
In the center is a fearsome dream
Wondering what will be in between
Arrows & particles of dust
Plastic spheres encase your fears, a must
You’ll face the test the best when you just trust… my bust
#2
A device to be used for you
Hold it steady as I pick a hue
#2
On a blank piece of paper
Hoping an idea will transfer
Arrows & particles of dust
Plastic spheres encase your fears, a must
Youll face the test the best when you just trust… my bust
Musical gifts sent across the sea, recieved by me, for my ears to feed. x2
Compact discs sent across the sea, said send ‘em to me, for my ears to see.
Window Blinds
Tilted towards the rising sun
Peer on out to the ground below
Window Blinds
@ a 180 towards the screen
Are you wondering what’s in between
Some people say, fish in the sea
Is all I need to represent me
The colors, the gills, the speed, the scales
Ripple through the weeds and the vibrant swells
Some people stay after the party
To help put away the food and the drink
But all I can say is this place is dirty
Won’t you come here and sit with me
Mama mama don’t you tell me that
The sun goes round and my daddy is black
Cause in the Chinese zodiac
This is the year of the rat
This is the year I became an aunt
In cycles of 12
I like to say tigers are me
Born in ‘86 ferociously
Me and my friends roar loudest at night
Once you see us you wouldn’t think twice
The claws on our paws are our weaponry
I’ll be the first to say don’t you mess with me
Cause I’m a real big threat to society
‘Specially with my posse behind me
Most people stay away from me
I be remindin’ them of flesh and fleas
I’m kiddin, just frontin’ I ain’t that mean
We’re pretty smart and nice, straight-up and clean
Mama mama don’t you tell me that
The sun goes round and my daddy is black
Cause in the Chinese zodiac
This is the year of the rat
This is the year I became an aunt
In cycles of 12
This is the year of the rat
This is the year of the rat
This is the year of the rat
This is goodbye
It’s been swell staying
Adieu, adieu
Down in pages you belong
No more driveway parties
Or lawnchairs in the sun
Your BBQ’s were always so much fun
Smell of chlorine
Missing front teeth
Those days in Serrano seemed like eons ago
The gate at the end of the cul de sac
Was the entrance to our secrets
At high noon we’d race
At dusk we hid
On weekdays I missed you
And in ‘95 you went away
Sunny days, hot seats
Sleepy rides, warm breeze
Burnt skin, red eyes
Well-read lullabies
Greetings from San Diego
I’ll be here for 5 more years
So this is goodbye
It’s been swell making
Memories with you
Sunny days, hot seats
Sleepy rides, warm breeze
Burnt skin, red eyes
Well-read lullabies
You scare me
Phantom from the deep
I just had a day without a thought of you
Keep it that way and let me be
Haya!
Who’s gonna watch over me
So I pray the Lord my soul to keep
A man is after my soul
Please don’t come after me
A man is after my heart
It’s hopelessly exposed on my sleeve
Haya!
See your face in cement makes me curious
Waiting for you to express yourself
But after a while I realize you can’t
Haya!
My soul
Keep it safe away from him
Evil man is after it
Nothing good will come of it
If I let him come and get it
So I’m gonna close my eyes
And clasp my hands and pray
Pray oh Lord “Shema”
Rosy rosy thorns in my side
They hurt my pride
You don’t even know what you’re doing to me
I’ve been spreading diseases of my fantasies
Rural DK baby, you and me
You and me summer 2003
You don’t even know what you’re doing to me
I’ve been spreading diseases of my fantasies
Cause there’s rosy bushes in my side
Rosy rosy bushes in my side
Oxygen ain’t all I need
For me to breathe
You don’t even know how you make me feel
I can’t believe you were ever real
Stop being nice and please be mean
Please be mean I hate your guts
You don’t even know how you make me feel
I can’t believe that you were ever real
Oxygen air oh i can’t breathe
»baby tiger attack!
Heat is on my back
Dish is glowing red
So warm and cozy in my room
The sun is down
I’m looking at the BQE
All I can see looking straight ahead are bright lights in the city
Cars keep rolling, stopping, going
Always going, who knows where
Gotta keep on moving just like the cars in front of me
When I wake up
The sun is to my left
The wall is in between us
But I can feel the heat on my cheek
Warm is the blood it gives to me like the heatdish on my feet
Work is on my mind
I’d rather sew than waste my time
Doing all this photoshop bull for Mr. Lloyd Hughes
Subliminal messages and Bible covers- that’s what he wants us to do
I say, alright
I’ll get it done for you cause I’m that good and after I finish I’ll do my own thing
I’m not promising I’m gonna stay awake in class tomorrow
It will be difficult cause tonight I’m gonna sing and record, doing my favorite thing
Gotta love it
I can’t wait for a new day to begin
Even though today was a good one
Getting under the covers
Getting ready for tomorrow
Tucked in too tight
Gotta wiggle myself loose so I can dream right all night
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