Bubba’s Temple

By Bubba

On Bubbamom’s Back

Released on October 6, 2019

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[Verse 1]

Ivory gates, carpet of rose

Watch the worshippers as they rose in rows

Sense the senses but diluted

If the input stream’s polluted

From the clouds, chaos rains

As reins on chaos snap again

And chaos' hounds realize free range

So chaos rules and chaos reigns


[Chorus]

Trapped inside Bubba’s temple

Between the years she’s sentimental

Walks the path to the altar

But slowing time seems to halt her

She can’t control it please don’t fault her

Her body shudders on the altar


[Verse 2]

Once, twice, it convulses

Heart rate slows to erratic pulses

Pulses, pulses like a bullfrog

Chambers croak and hinges creak

Bubba’s home in the bullfrog’s creek

The rhythm shifts on a steady tempo

The night is young like it sips Shirley Temples

Bubbamom’s shadow creeps into the temple

As he enters between Bubba’s temples


[Chorus]

Trapped inside Bubba’s temple

Between the ears this is her mental

Think the past wish to alter

But flowing time seems to halt her

She can’t control it please don’t fault her

Her conscious shudders on the altar