Mr. Chill - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Between now and quitting time

Between then and 6 a.m.

Catch me climbing out of a deep, deep pit

Hanging on by a thread

That could be cut in an instant

Folks come around and lower buckets

What can a poor kid do to keep busy?

Because I still need to love this little world

I didn't realize I was hanging out with Mr. Chill

You be real with me and I'll be real with you

I've been picking up heavy things

And putting them down

Relying on the kindness of strangers

Heading out to the bountiful fields

And coming back empty-handed

Back at my place, you'll find a room full of buckets

What can a poor kid do to keep busy?

Because I still need to love this little world

I can tell you're stuck

I can't tell anyonе else

'Cause you don't thrеaten to help

I can tell you're stuck

I can't tell anyone else

'Cause you don't threaten to help