Represent! Well met flat line
Raise the lows, Boy! Skim the highs
Touchless wash, the hands free flow
How do you do? I’m in the show
Where you been at? Spit me the spin
It’s loud, that sound, it ain’t no pin
Float in the go, surf ebb and flow
Through gridlocked sky the trumpets blow
You won’t come in, I can’t get out
Shake your hand? Too hip for that
Bob grin nod, get high, dance on
The sound expands then moves along
Meet Kelly, Ashley, Sara Lynn
And what’s-her-name and Uncle Flynn
It’s right there
Take it!
Hotter now
Take it!
Closer still
Take it!
Still don’t know
Fake it!
I’m in the now lost in the know
Fresh razor sharp, state of the art
Lord Lucifer with fiery wings
Sees angels, demons, common things
Spiraled rings, Boy! Mesmerize
Random rhymes, frustrated sighs
Livin’ thin, seekin’ the soul
The one, the two, the true zero
The few, the all, the them, the us
The constant crawl, the pressing crush
The blue, the black, translucent red
The noise, the flair, a dimming dread
Killer, filler, Thriller II
Why ask me why? What’s wrong with you?
It’s right there
Take it!
Hotter now
Take it!
Closer still
Take it!
Still don’t know
Fake it!
Step in step off, Boy! Race the pace
Another night, yeah! One more face
New night replace, chance gone to waste
Reverb with bass, transcendent grace
Escape life freedom, leave no trace
Bang on that bell, ring sacred gongs
It’s not quite right but never wrong
Think take a move, sink in the song
Black bishop glides, red king stands tall
The equinox, the bacchanal
The cone of silence, private hell
Belle of the ball, it’s 3 AM
Sleep through the light, it’s time again
It’s right there
Take it!
Hotter now
Take it!
Closer still
Take it!
Still don’t know
Fake it!
Near goes far, late night bazaar
Replant the seeds then reap the lard
Gold Zildjian splash, drone on guitar
Harmonize, Boy! Sympathize
Recent grads employment lines
Dollars, dimes, recycled cans
SUVs, white minivans
Memories of suburban haze
Concrete leagues of everglades
Walk the park for 30 blocks
Inverted clocks, low tick tick tocks
It’s right there
Take it!
Hotter now
Take it!
Closer still
Take it!
Still don’t know
Fake it!
Can’t go back, Boy! Can’t go on
One more night then 10 years gone
Whisky shot Budweiser chase
It’s not so bad don’t mind my face
The race is here, the finish line
The play by play, the booby prize
Refine, remit, reorganize
Peace joy love, bummed smokes outside
It’s right there
Take it!
Hotter now
Take it!
Closer still
Take it!
Still don’t know
Fake it!