Bug Zapper - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

The first step is a doozy, it’s roulette with a mood ring

The birth of an old slang, the death of a new speak

A permanent post-game is littered with bridge trolls

Skirting the copay, divvy the death toll

Innumerable codenames, alerted and mobile

Familiar rising, a furnace and coal pile

Resilient style kings, impossibly tantrum

Wandering wild things, opera-less phantoms

On linoleum or lava, leaders of a lead-foot fauna

His left source blunt force trauma

Not a pillar of the commune, a splinter off the pagan

Who wrote on the elusiveness of truth and exultation

From the point of view of students labeled putrid little aphids

By the beautiful and cryogenic stasis: sadists Meanwhile, makers of a hideous whatnot

Committed to a lowdown Sisyphus up-rock

Are shaving at a truck stop, aging exponentially

Homie, no myth, flowers grow where he piss

And I still row boats outta bottles without abandon

To shrink into the sunset bumping Pachelbel's Canon

In D, motherfucker! The author of the artistry

May or may not be weeping to an automated pharmacy—

"Hello. Hello? Shit!"

[Hook]

Too geeked up to even keep it down

Too peaced out to even be around

Too beat up to even breathe it out

(Too freaked out to even leave your house)

(Too-too freaked out to even leave your house)

[Verse 2]

You wish you could dance more, I wish you would talk less

My gentlemen transform to bringers of off'd heads

In moments of land war, a Lazarus species

Tattered and bruised up, the back in the cheap seats

Hack his own crew cut, foam at the mush-mouth

Gag at the news truck, notably unsound

Dragging his clown shoes, food in his moustache

Raggedy hounds tooth, zilch on a bus pass—

I’m good! House at the beach of expelled hubcaps

Black lawn, backyard melting into Lovecraft

Bad yarn spun by the hum of the bug zapper

Of kings becoming runners, and runts becoming alphas

And underdogs with posters of a front-side Tony Alva

On the sticker laden walls above their uncle’s Bowie albums

Of graduate to flyers of an execrated sigil

And live to see another sexy generation fizzle

Out. Keep rap homely:

Bear claw slippers, over-sized Billy Joel tee

Fat-faced, potbelly, neckbeard, crow’s feet

Rat nest, gross teeth, pock marks, go team!

I walk with Hawaii on a greenscreen behind me

So even the awkward pauses feel inviting