01-09-2017, 10:41 PM
For the most part it's hard to finish what we start,
we want it to be perfect, and blow right off the chart.
A snag, a bump, a fork in the road,
and right off the cart, the heart smarts with a fart *sniff
Cause writer's block is often more like falling in a chasm,
to master it an accident, more like a muscle spasm.
I seizure and twitch with sensory overload,
but the depths of the unknown are impossible to fathom *sniff
Denim danum
John johnum?
Yes, yes ahhh yes!
Hmmm....
It's working on a job that's severely understaffed
to call it a comedy only after people laughed.
I can't find quiet, even in my own abode,
beating myself up, looking for a lie fraft *sniff
Cause it's learning how to swim by stranding yourself out in the ocean,
like eczema destroys the skin despite the use of lotion.
It splits up and cracks where the water will corrode.
I scratch it til it bleeds, distracted from any abstract ebotion *sniff
So what's all this cobbotion?
I hab a dotion about your debotion.
Here, try a bagic potion. Glug, glug, glug....
Yuk, eeyuk! Ackk!
It's clearing up your credit to keep your mood enthusiastic,
then neutering your pets in the stench of burning plastic.
Cut em', gut em', ready to explode,
to pretend that getting kicked in the teeth feels fantastic *sniff
Cause how do you get through to a group with lunatic schematics?
Defend your position with rhythmic mathematics,
mesmerize their minds with mean, median, mode,
and make static automatic in demented fanatics! *sniff
Emphatic! Ecstatic! Erratic!
In the attic! Acrobatic!
Yes!!! Yessss.... ooo. Aaaah.
Lala lala! Mwahahahahaha!
I've rewritten this song like five times at the least!
Ready to throw in the towel and just feed it to the beast!
Scratch it out, erase, flush it down the commode!
Creativity from chaos is a frenzy for a feast! *sniff
It's walking into the spray when a stranger hocks a loogie,
or the ultimate combo, wedgie, Indian burn, and noogie.
Wait a sec, eureka! There's a code to this ode,
just spit out the load, go up, get down, and boogie!
Gotta boogie, and it shows.
Gotta boogie, gotta boogie, gotta boogie and it grows.
Gotta boogie, boogieboogieboogieboogie boogie
comin out my nose... *sniff
we want it to be perfect, and blow right off the chart.
A snag, a bump, a fork in the road,
and right off the cart, the heart smarts with a fart *sniff
Cause writer's block is often more like falling in a chasm,
to master it an accident, more like a muscle spasm.
I seizure and twitch with sensory overload,
but the depths of the unknown are impossible to fathom *sniff
Denim danum
John johnum?
Yes, yes ahhh yes!
Hmmm....
It's working on a job that's severely understaffed
to call it a comedy only after people laughed.
I can't find quiet, even in my own abode,
beating myself up, looking for a lie fraft *sniff
Cause it's learning how to swim by stranding yourself out in the ocean,
like eczema destroys the skin despite the use of lotion.
It splits up and cracks where the water will corrode.
I scratch it til it bleeds, distracted from any abstract ebotion *sniff
So what's all this cobbotion?
I hab a dotion about your debotion.
Here, try a bagic potion. Glug, glug, glug....
Yuk, eeyuk! Ackk!
It's clearing up your credit to keep your mood enthusiastic,
then neutering your pets in the stench of burning plastic.
Cut em', gut em', ready to explode,
to pretend that getting kicked in the teeth feels fantastic *sniff
Cause how do you get through to a group with lunatic schematics?
Defend your position with rhythmic mathematics,
mesmerize their minds with mean, median, mode,
and make static automatic in demented fanatics! *sniff
Emphatic! Ecstatic! Erratic!
In the attic! Acrobatic!
Yes!!! Yessss.... ooo. Aaaah.
Lala lala! Mwahahahahaha!
I've rewritten this song like five times at the least!
Ready to throw in the towel and just feed it to the beast!
Scratch it out, erase, flush it down the commode!
Creativity from chaos is a frenzy for a feast! *sniff
It's walking into the spray when a stranger hocks a loogie,
or the ultimate combo, wedgie, Indian burn, and noogie.
Wait a sec, eureka! There's a code to this ode,
just spit out the load, go up, get down, and boogie!
Gotta boogie, and it shows.
Gotta boogie, gotta boogie, gotta boogie and it grows.
Gotta boogie, boogieboogieboogieboogie boogie
comin out my nose... *sniff
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches