The path to find my way back (The plague of sex and rock n' roll)
is it lust or love
that drives this man
worried about the small things
that derived his hand
that he often played
never laying down the spade
he pushed onward
hoping that he could escape, mistakes
made by a man erased
by his state
of focus confusion
constantly fusing
the elements for which he should
never be choosing
or maybe
he could find the pretty baby
a lady
who wouldn't double up with shady
lives that strives
making one apologize
with many lies that kill flies
that travel by
the stank is thick
but the mist is worst
when breathed it hurts
possess and makes berserk, I smirk
Knowing that it's coming
back in two stacks
The knick knacks of summer time
movies and hip tracks
in mismatched clothing
I will take the lead
Will seldom breath
exhaling when I felt the breeze
and selfishly used it all
to fuel myself
till' something needed
what I couldn't shelf
I need release for a minute or a
endless week
to break bonds on my wrists
and testicles
they testin' me, both the demons
and the scions
I got my eye on
anyone who's creeping trying
to spy on, even worst
to just take down
the Irish crown
talking when I'm not around, I clown
and pound
any type of studio plug
taking my 'ki' electricity
drinking straight from the mug
I shrug, any of these wrinkled pugs
with no love
push and shove
till' I knock them off the hub with clubs
Rub me the wrong way
you don't dare
cause' stare and glare
like you're learning impaired
you nair nut nuck
you can know you suck
I'll do it up
Until I'm buried in the rut
king tut with a bolder
green not the gold
true blue heart
that'll never be sold
so as I grow old like mold
I start to rot
I'll Scream loud to crowd
till' my blood done clots.
that drives this man
worried about the small things
that derived his hand
that he often played
never laying down the spade
he pushed onward
hoping that he could escape, mistakes
made by a man erased
by his state
of focus confusion
constantly fusing
the elements for which he should
never be choosing
or maybe
he could find the pretty baby
a lady
who wouldn't double up with shady
lives that strives
making one apologize
with many lies that kill flies
that travel by
the stank is thick
but the mist is worst
when breathed it hurts
possess and makes berserk, I smirk
Knowing that it's coming
back in two stacks
The knick knacks of summer time
movies and hip tracks
in mismatched clothing
I will take the lead
Will seldom breath
exhaling when I felt the breeze
and selfishly used it all
to fuel myself
till' something needed
what I couldn't shelf
I need release for a minute or a
endless week
to break bonds on my wrists
and testicles
they testin' me, both the demons
and the scions
I got my eye on
anyone who's creeping trying
to spy on, even worst
to just take down
the Irish crown
talking when I'm not around, I clown
and pound
any type of studio plug
taking my 'ki' electricity
drinking straight from the mug
I shrug, any of these wrinkled pugs
with no love
push and shove
till' I knock them off the hub with clubs
Rub me the wrong way
you don't dare
cause' stare and glare
like you're learning impaired
you nair nut nuck
you can know you suck
I'll do it up
Until I'm buried in the rut
king tut with a bolder
green not the gold
true blue heart
that'll never be sold
so as I grow old like mold
I start to rot
I'll Scream loud to crowd
till' my blood done clots.