They call me Heavy Hands and Distrophe

Muscles for a Man's Man

Russel Crowe's Feet Fighting Monsters for a Man's Plan

And I'm a Ladies Gent on an 80's dime a dozen

A 90's throwback Play with fire and risk the blow back

Backdrafts and wall collapse Back drops and acolytes

A Prayer for the Rollerboys, Santa Claus, and Pantomimes

I don't pass the wine I'm past that prime

I pass my time asinine and more than half my life is lost to sacrifice

A common tragedy uncommon avenues

I know you've heard of a me

All the potential in the world

Just needed to adjust his attitude

And do you know what it's done to me?

Its made me mad at you

People just like me

Who don't do what they got to

NO pity for the oblique

Greedy for oblivion

Seen it thru a looking glass made of obsidian

See the semi-simians

Spinning like the ceiling fans

See you when I see you

Meet me where your city ends

Scenic routes are bleeding raw

Seen it once then you've seen it all

Leisure suits and leather shoes

Seafood zoos and Caesar sauce

Season passes see their asses stickin' out when they're screaming "GOD"'

Oh my GOD!!

Mississippi mud-skipping see me sink into the wave breaks

Whiskey sipping tongue kissing slipping outta day beds

California day dreaming, "turn the lights out"

Wait a god damn minute and i'mma sing you to sleep

Chuck Taylors fulla river banks swelling higher than you're used to

Drunk Sailors call out smelling Fires from Houston

It's the vapors and an Afterburn, papers and a sack to burn

We exchange looks only afterwords

And only by the written ones slowly growing ever colder

Yet they're solely sitting in the sun buried when the winter comes

She's a Debbie Downer doing what her sister does

He's a Donnie Darko looking for his pills and bit a fist a cuffs

100%

Indian summers and a lackluster rent

Gully full of Ovaltine

Sunny Liston Bully to the Coke Bottle Polar Bears

Funnystyle Hollywood

Leave their Souls when they sold em there

Go Back East

Better Slow that Beast

Before this Old Crab Feast

Before this Grown Man Speaks

I'll get my young ass shot talkin' that "fuck those cops"

Got a Picture Perfect Future?

Too Bad it's All Photoshopped

Pirates of the american well being

Virus violent selling equal symptoms

You just gotta out source the incomes

In comes the villian dividing vice and victims

Vie to die by the devine benign still aligned with stigmas

It's a sticky situation standing still and satiated

Hate the nation, not the nationalist

Healthy Hatred amongst aquaintances

With the Patience of a Capitalist

And the Virtue of a Pasteur

Ancients died for your Happiness

We're just dying for their Answers

Wrote a letter to my country men and post dated the postage

No more than a nom'de'plum romancing the moon and ocean

Hell or high water I'mma

Dance with the Dead Bones

Red palms and all holmes

Handed down from said poems

Sand bagged and branded for business

Begging to be dethroned

Glass banks fulla gas tanks that are fulla stones

Your fulla shit and I can smell it in your vocal tones

Poke a hole for a focal point add in total points & overthrows

Cuz...