Grind Your Organs
Get gone monkey man go-on and swing vine and sunset
drop banana bomb clusters through windows of political unrest
thumbtack a knapsack to the back of every preschooler
fill it with essentials in surplus so it can potentially outlive you
wrist rocket hunter digital display for Jesus days
broadcast Hallmark greetings over pirated Indigo Children air waves
and I'll hold hands lead the chain of being-lings through the traffic
past every hate-filled face, sowing smile light seeds into the blackness
I been bench pressin' lessons for so long add 'em on and make me strong
The strain seems to lessen the stress like folk songs
sung by a matriarch making new bench marks that start
at three feet high and rising driving stolen go carts
through gridlock midday metal coffin careener jerks
stopped cogs lost in the machine but unable to see the clock works.
spinning counterclockwise which means they're ignorant of time
But aren't we all if we consider it to actually move upon a line?
I don't mind watching it pass, now getting it back
that's whole 'nother ....for another.....and now we're smack
moving in a cycle that swings back to the beginning
a monkey man on a pendulum singing lullaby's as he's swinging
top hat and tails a brass button scarlett vest
organs grinding somewhere inside me as I scream and pound my chest
show me respect show me emotion slow me down and start me up
when I shake my moneymaker they drop lunch money in the cup
jingle jingle radio single hit songs that last as long
as crowds that gather to see the dance but disperse when this King Kong
spouts a bit of Shakespeare then proceeds in an attempt to elighten
the kids still love it but most adults generally run away frightened.
drop banana bomb clusters through windows of political unrest
thumbtack a knapsack to the back of every preschooler
fill it with essentials in surplus so it can potentially outlive you
wrist rocket hunter digital display for Jesus days
broadcast Hallmark greetings over pirated Indigo Children air waves
and I'll hold hands lead the chain of being-lings through the traffic
past every hate-filled face, sowing smile light seeds into the blackness
I been bench pressin' lessons for so long add 'em on and make me strong
The strain seems to lessen the stress like folk songs
sung by a matriarch making new bench marks that start
at three feet high and rising driving stolen go carts
through gridlock midday metal coffin careener jerks
stopped cogs lost in the machine but unable to see the clock works.
spinning counterclockwise which means they're ignorant of time
But aren't we all if we consider it to actually move upon a line?
I don't mind watching it pass, now getting it back
that's whole 'nother ....for another.....and now we're smack
moving in a cycle that swings back to the beginning
a monkey man on a pendulum singing lullaby's as he's swinging
top hat and tails a brass button scarlett vest
organs grinding somewhere inside me as I scream and pound my chest
show me respect show me emotion slow me down and start me up
when I shake my moneymaker they drop lunch money in the cup
jingle jingle radio single hit songs that last as long
as crowds that gather to see the dance but disperse when this King Kong
spouts a bit of Shakespeare then proceeds in an attempt to elighten
the kids still love it but most adults generally run away frightened.