The absurdity always gets to me
Transmit then compile
It’s a running feed of constant jibber-bleat
Transmit then compile
The abyss unfolds with every buzz word
Throw it in the used bin
For the first time in my life I feel that I can last
(Get out of my way)
This is a must since the average are musty
One can only dust so many shelves
The masses tend to be more than dumb
And that is why they go to them
Hastily return to the rubble as it burns
I’ll take two turns
For the first time in my life I feel that I can last
With the quickness...GO!!!
Join me for one last dance at my grave so that I may get the picture
Take me to my grave and bury me with a solid podium
Keep on clicking and improv off the bigtop
I’ll drink for Danny and tilt back the whole mug
Show me a sober pony and I’ll show you a dead horse