The Octopus Ride...
Skip, flip, run and hide
no escape less suicide
there is no mind
step, step get a gold ticket
cross your legs in the Markov Chain
gears wailing with each turn we make
rails on splintered timbers
blind conductor scores and scares a crow
pills reverse from mouth to hand
stay glow, absorb the thrill
the new spectacular velvet gland
cicadas convicted with contraband
and the wit betrays as the gods divide...
so dip, droop, weave and go, hit thrown, reap and sow
you pay no mind
smooth out your fear
open your eyes to the octopus ride!
do what you should and assume that you're good
do what is bad and its apt, for you could
twenty one left all for me to wrought
with a sour gut and veil'd head diseas'd
cad like cronies of acidic rotting breed...
well, the tory scoffed at the fool on the tight rope
reap sow, snuff the muse out
Shivah ceased her true life giving swoon
from our cells we abide
rise up from fear
don't close your eyes on the octopus ride!
well, the tory scoffed at the fool on the tight rope
reap sow, snuff the muse out
the curtains are drawn and the actors brag
and they'll try to tie me up in their flag
the eyes will watch and pawns agree
from far below do egos feed
bury the bones for the heads to steam
idlers sit before glowing feet
words don't form nor are mouths to speak
teeter totter from sheep to sleep
so spin and crash, peace will derive
blot out your fear
and savor the guise of the octopus ride!
no escape less suicide
there is no mind
step, step get a gold ticket
cross your legs in the Markov Chain
gears wailing with each turn we make
rails on splintered timbers
blind conductor scores and scares a crow
pills reverse from mouth to hand
stay glow, absorb the thrill
the new spectacular velvet gland
cicadas convicted with contraband
and the wit betrays as the gods divide...
so dip, droop, weave and go, hit thrown, reap and sow
you pay no mind
smooth out your fear
open your eyes to the octopus ride!
do what you should and assume that you're good
do what is bad and its apt, for you could
twenty one left all for me to wrought
with a sour gut and veil'd head diseas'd
cad like cronies of acidic rotting breed...
well, the tory scoffed at the fool on the tight rope
reap sow, snuff the muse out
Shivah ceased her true life giving swoon
from our cells we abide
rise up from fear
don't close your eyes on the octopus ride!
well, the tory scoffed at the fool on the tight rope
reap sow, snuff the muse out
the curtains are drawn and the actors brag
and they'll try to tie me up in their flag
the eyes will watch and pawns agree
from far below do egos feed
bury the bones for the heads to steam
idlers sit before glowing feet
words don't form nor are mouths to speak
teeter totter from sheep to sleep
so spin and crash, peace will derive
blot out your fear
and savor the guise of the octopus ride!
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