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作词 : Rory Allen Philip Ferreira |
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作曲 : Kenny Adam Segal/Michael Kamron Parvizi/Aaron K Carmack |
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It was gonna be a big summer, you know, a big summer |
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Every one since then too, "a big summer" |
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"Gonna be a big summer" |
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Yet, somehow that's never the case, is it? |
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It's the sprawl of autumn, isn't it? |
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It's the crunch, where one can never daytrip |
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You know living myths can come true |
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Sometime it might happen to you, especially if you live outside of time |
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Anyway, the rhyme you are about to hear isn't true |
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But, it isn't false either |
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Any resemblance between this rhythm poetic exploration in reality is |
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Purely magical, purely magical |
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At the end of the world, we was fightin' back with brushes and pens |
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We decided that the suffering should end, no matter how good it feels |
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Wooden shields ain't stoppin' niggas |
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So we dropped those, quit lyin' to ourselves |
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Started writin' poems, got stronger by ourselves |
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Kinship bein' the hunger that we felt, so we trusted that |
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Made moves from it |
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Got busted backs, bruised stomachs |
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Ruby yacht, whole crew illustrious |
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We did those stints, tenures, benders, bent censures, spent ledgers |
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Unyielding, a taste of they own medicine |
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Every member is also president |
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How could you stop what you can't clot, hmm? |
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If within the last century |
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Art conceived as an autonomous activity has come to be invested with an unprecedented stature |
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The nearest thing to a sacramental human activity acknowledged by secular society |
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It is because one of the tasks art has assumed is making forays into |
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And taking up positions on the frontiers of consciousness and reporting back what's there |
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Being a freelance explorer of spiritual dangers |
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The artist gains a certain license to behave differently |
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Matching with singularity of the vocation |
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They may be decked out with a suitably eccentric lifestyle, or not |
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Their job is to invent trophies of experience |
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But things go backwards, the wrong people get placards |
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You get a collection of spatulas, heavy brow lines |
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Sacrificing down time for the wrong guys' good graces |
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Shoulda held them aces and betted on self |
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Eventually we're all just heads on a shelf |
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Trophies in cupboards, mopey customer |
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Doping up for a big day again, really it bores me |
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We're the stuff that's so boring, hijacking stories |
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Sapping the gold from the blood |
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MOG started from MUD |
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Be the first ones to judge |
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Funny how cycles work, funny how cycles work |
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Swear I just know my worth, swear I just know my worth |
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Funny how cycles work, funny how cycles work |
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Swear I just know my worth, swear I just know my worth |
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Funny how cycles work, funny how cycles work |
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Swear I just know my worth, swear I just know my worth |
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Swear I just know my worth |
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Funny how cycles work, funny how cycles work |
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Swear I just know my worth, swear I just know my worth |
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Funny how cycles work |
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Peace to the eternal spirit and soul of the grandmaster Jack Whitten. An idea is a work of art. From Chicago, Illinois to Bessamer, Alabama. An idea is a work of art |
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Peace, peace, peace, peace |
