IT TOOK MANY KINDS OF DNA TO GET TO THE TOP OF THE PILE
In and out of the bands, I played rhythm, wrote the rhymes and found it all rough and mean
Not only because of the drifters and the grifters who never work for the bread, pork and bean
Mother's milk didn't last long enough to burn the bridges behind the backs of the guardians
It will always be this way, punched in the face, broken, deviated septum for the mortal sins.
Commandments from an invisible, wise ass way out of this world, far away from chief's pinch
Matter and energy that can neither be created nor destroyed, put into perspective, out of sync
Cold cuts and hot rocks put into the hands of the ignorant, the innocent, me, myself and I say
We all know what to do with the ingredients, it's a complete mix of menudo & cat fish soufflé.
Bouncing bass and rhythm off of the walls, rippin' the woofers a new tweeter, sounds of silence
It made you wander the planet without a purpose, nothing to hollar back at the boys and girlz
Mothers they'd become, sooner or later, falling down to the Earth's stone reproduction, pearls
Inside the clams, polished sand that couldn't be rubies, diamonds or emeralds, jump off a fence.
That is what she said afterall, it's no joke and it never was, beaten switchblades some deserve
Thrown to the bottom of a rain barrel at the side of a hardware store, why not sell your nerve
Seconds to seem like hours upon hours of ennui, dream in a dream false flags fake, we're Woke
Monitors displaying the matrix that's never anywhere, yet everywhere you look it's a lazy brook.
It's not over when it's over, there's no backup or proof of this or it's converse argument, yet it's I
Using the ego to amend the emitting sparks from the reflections of soul material of the blue sky
To the top, with the cherries and whipped cream to wipe out the Evil from the living gods of dad
Knowledge overtook Wisdom, funneled into emptiness between my ears, becoming it now, egad!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Janvier 10th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1755 hours PST
{ Drafted to the best of @ACDC, #LongWayToTheTop & HITS LINK @ https://youtu.be/nULs4JW3tPI }
In and out of the bands, I played rhythm, wrote the rhymes and found it all rough and mean
Not only because of the drifters and the grifters who never work for the bread, pork and bean
Mother's milk didn't last long enough to burn the bridges behind the backs of the guardians
It will always be this way, punched in the face, broken, deviated septum for the mortal sins.
Commandments from an invisible, wise ass way out of this world, far away from chief's pinch
Matter and energy that can neither be created nor destroyed, put into perspective, out of sync
Cold cuts and hot rocks put into the hands of the ignorant, the innocent, me, myself and I say
We all know what to do with the ingredients, it's a complete mix of menudo & cat fish soufflé.
Bouncing bass and rhythm off of the walls, rippin' the woofers a new tweeter, sounds of silence
It made you wander the planet without a purpose, nothing to hollar back at the boys and girlz
Mothers they'd become, sooner or later, falling down to the Earth's stone reproduction, pearls
Inside the clams, polished sand that couldn't be rubies, diamonds or emeralds, jump off a fence.
That is what she said afterall, it's no joke and it never was, beaten switchblades some deserve
Thrown to the bottom of a rain barrel at the side of a hardware store, why not sell your nerve
Seconds to seem like hours upon hours of ennui, dream in a dream false flags fake, we're Woke
Monitors displaying the matrix that's never anywhere, yet everywhere you look it's a lazy brook.
It's not over when it's over, there's no backup or proof of this or it's converse argument, yet it's I
Using the ego to amend the emitting sparks from the reflections of soul material of the blue sky
To the top, with the cherries and whipped cream to wipe out the Evil from the living gods of dad
Knowledge overtook Wisdom, funneled into emptiness between my ears, becoming it now, egad!
by
r j j stephan, i
c. Dimanche, Janvier 10th, 2021 Anno Domini @ 1755 hours PST
{ Drafted to the best of @ACDC, #LongWayToTheTop & HITS LINK @ https://youtu.be/nULs4JW3tPI }
FINIS
W.W.A.R.D.?
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