Counterfeit Paradise

by D'Amato

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Counterfeit Paradise is D'Amato's debut album.

for Michael, Charlie, Geoffrey, and Kyla.
My Family, You left too soon.

credits

released July 25, 2015

engineering and mixing by Maurice 'Moses' Pelman
recorded at H.E.R. House
mastered by Dan Frankel of Beat House Studios
artwork by Dead Larry
photography and art direction by Maggie Schermerhorn

released by Gloss Records

Moses - scratches
Timothy Stone - Live Drums
Caley Conway - Backing Vocals
D'Amato - Vocals, Guitar, Bass Guitar, Alto Sax, Baritone Sax

All backing tracks produced by D'Amato except for
3, 4, and 7 by Jason Fabus
8 by Turner Barrowman Casey
6 by Tick and D'Amato

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Track Name: BPA Free
I let my Freak Flag Fly
I let my Freak Flag Fly Freely
I let my Freak Flag Fly Frequently
I let my Freak Flag Fly Freaky Deeky

BPA Free bitch, come and check my chemicals
my crew's comprised of creatures that contain fins and tentacles //
gills on my neck, gill gills on my neck
I'm a Silverback Gorilla with a Shark's intellect //
and I'm trying to connect my fangs to your veins
my Life is the meaning of the term Purple Rain //
she slept over my house, never saw her again
and all she gave me was Purple stains on the sheets where I'm laying //
so I laid awake at nite and started praying
just to realize I had no idea what I was saying //
so I logged onto facebook, defriended both Jesus and Satan
to focus on the Human relations that I'm creatin //
'cause it's all about creation, so I'm either making Music or Love
or pacing, but when I am pacing //
I'm thinking about either making Music or Love
because time is never waiting
BPA Free //

something's shakin on this ol' beat
used to be the Heart of the Sound
something's shakin on this ol' beat
take a hit and pass it around

I hope You are excited to see me
because I am as excited as can be to see You //
I spent my Life swimming in the sea
and now I've grown legs just to come on land and eat You //
with my tongue out and eyes open
and I'm hopin that uh, You return the favor //
found a new savior within the stars of Ursa Major
so every time You smell spray paint You sense my bad behavior //
'cause I'm not a savior and I don't claim to be
I'm just a man who's simultaneously disgusted and in Love with Humanity/
and We can be whatever We want to be, whatever We plan to be
just view the vision clearly
and accepts Life's insanity
and I won't be cold to You if You won't be cruel to me
that way We can feel the Harmony, won't be hurtin' You
won't be harmin' me, that's Community
BPA Free //

something's shakin on this ol' beat
used to be the Heart of the Sound
something's shakin on this ol' beat
take a hit and pass it around

(bitching ensues)
I am the pill so come on baby take me
brittle like some butterscotch, come on baby break me
I am not a baby so come on baby shake me
shake up my world, come on baby earthquake me X2

something's shakin on this ol' beat
used to be the Heart of the Sound
something's shakin on this ol' beat
take a hit and pass it around

*your hipness and your facebook friends will not save You
social status means nothing
there are only 2 matters that are certain within the existence almighty
We will all Die
and your tattoos are ugly*

let's Love one another, L O V E
let's suck each others dicks and lick each others clits simultaneously
while We hold hands
let's make eye contact with each other as We walk down the street
and maybe give a head nod
let's hold doors for each other, and say please and thankYou
let's give Love, let's want Love, let's do Love, and let's be
LOVE
Track Name: Ma' Perimida'
I'd like to apologize to You
for all the hurtful things I do
I never meant to turn out this way
and I still feel ashamed for the way I behaved
I'd like to apologize to You
for not doing what You told me to do
young Love is rough, but let's not forget
it's hard to do it right if You ain't done it yet

'cause We were
babies making babies, eat You baby and your blood
thought that You could save me from this wavin', flowin' flood
well young Lady, You engaged me, but enslaved me with your Love
and enraged me with the cage You put around Ma' Perimida'

I need space, Oh I need time
I felt so guilty taking yours, when I wasn't giving You mine
dependency from both You and me
jelousy, it's so sad to see such a pretty couple torn to piece
I'm telling her to go, then we're kissing' slow
then's she's screamin' for me to leave
I can't because we're entangled so tight
I've got those familiar blues up in my head that keep me up at nite
like I swore I could change, yes I swore I could change
I swore I could change my dear
goes to show don't believe everything You hear

'cause We were
babies making babies, eat You baby and your blood
thought that You could save me from this wavin', flowin' flood
well young Lady, You engaged me, but enslaved me with your Love
and enraged me with the cage You put around Ma' Perimida'

I'd like to apologize to You
for all the hurtful things I do
I never meant to turn out this way
and I still feel ashamed for the way I behaved
I'd like to apologize to You
for not doing what You told me to do
young Love is rough, but let's not forget
it's hard to do it right if You ain't done it yet

'cause We were
babies making babies, eat You baby and your blood
thought that You could save me from this wavin', flowin' flood
well young Lady, You engaged me, but enslaved me with your Love
and enraged me with the cage You put around Ma' Perimida'
Track Name: Dead Larry
conceal and carry, things got scary
when his adversary Larry, flicked the cherry from his cigarette
right into his eye, die bitch die, day by day
try I try, no one seems to know
not me, not him, not her, not We, not anybody
but if We proceed in the direction of Truth
maybe You won't blame my ideas on the fact of my youth
yeah I know I'm young, what are You jealous?
that I'm as free as a nihilist with the passion of a zealot
my Music's not a product so no, I don't sell it
I offer it to You, I've got thoughts so I tell it
but if the money happens to come I might snag a few dollars and run
just to keep beating my drum, so run Lady run
come baby come
your fun is done, my fun's just begun
1989, that's the number
born beginning of June, born beginning of Summer
born the same day as Tiananmen Square
wait, hold up, I can't hear You, there's too much Destiny in the air
mon frere Mr. Ma Fucker
I miss my dead Brother
Mr. chickity-clickity-clucker, Mr. kissy Lover Lover, suckin on a sucker
Mr. Peter Piper da pick, Bratta tat tat tat tat tat tat
I don't have to make sense, I'm young
old people I'm Spring and you've already sprung
is it the generational gap that make You think my ideas are wack
and not worth the prize at the bottom of the crack jack
and both of my Grandfathers died of Heart attacks
but I'm burning through the bacon like there's no lookin' back
'cause I could die anyway, die anyway
and my only legacy will be the things I write and say
now you're at home listening to my material
talking with your Friend's, 'is he being serious or satirical?'
who broke that Heart of D'Mo's?
well, well, well, wouldn't You like to know
I'll tell You in a different rhyme, in a different line
at a different point of space and time
'cause right now I gotta continue to climb because I'm gettin' older
I gotta prepare for dying and keep pushing this boulder 'cause
Sisyphus and Icarus got syphilis, I'm sick of this
a candy kiss, I'm liquidous, everywhere, ubiquitous
androganis, Godless, I bottle this rock bottomless
feeling of honestness just to give a full throttled kiss
now does that make sense to anyone besides me???
I know it rhymes cleverly and has a nice melody
but honestly I'm offering to open up my honesty
promising to give You everything that is inside of me
my guts, glory, courage, my story,
cowardice, my passion, my bliss, my hate, my fist
my eyes, my tongue, my kiss
and the most important thing that I would never ever miss
my tru..
my Truth.
Track Name: White Jesus n' Me ;)
So I mosey on up to the church pew, pill in my shoe
intending to use 20 minutes before the mass is through //
so it takes effect as soon as christ's erection resurrects
and We all have to shake hands, act nice, and genuflect, now //
I'm a dizzy wreck, I'm so high I probably couldn't feel the pain
this so called God could inflict //
You think that I'm a sinner? check yourself perfect catholic
'cause the vatican was laid brick by brick by hypocrite //
no savior should be immaculate, I have a massive fit when I think of it
why does suicide exist? //
if You need something to worship I've got a laundry list
of things We take for granted that are worthy of being praised and kissed//

and now Ladies and Gentlemen,
White Jesus on the Bass...
White Jesus on the keys...
and White Jesus on the drums...
true omnipresence on an instrumental

Worship your feet, Worship your feet
'cause You stand on them bitches all day
Worship the travel, and those You meet
and the cushions of the couches where You stay
Worship the finger, Worship the hand
'cause tonite, we're all getting laid

a priest once called me an idiot, I'm so fuckin sick of it
crack the bible feel illiterate, to me it's gibberish //
we're the ants, God's the shoe, he's gonna give us a squish
'cause when the rapture comes, global abortion //
proportions don't add up, they're tryin to fit a gallon in a cup
and when it overflows, they're like 'White Jesus, what's up?' //
depicted as a caucasian of course, even though
he was the same color as those being harassed in airports //
no savior should be immaculate, I shit a biblical brick when I think of it
why the heck do I exist? //
finding inner piece is number 3 on my bucket list
after meeting Rod Serling's ghost and giving Sarah Silverman a kiss //

a soft, sensual kissss, and Sarah,
I know your people murdered the lord and savior Jesus Christ,
but I'm willing to look past that

Worship your Dog, Worship your Puppy
'cause they would offer up their Life for You
Worship your Mama, my Mama Love me,
'cause what have You had grow inside of You?
Worship the almighty Vagina, praise the Vestibule

so what I'm tryin to say is...
I need a human savior with scars, and wounds, and calluses
fuck the white man fallacies, who care's how strong Atlas is
swimming through analysis, I ain't building palaces
I'm not sure how to get to Heaven, but I can show You where
West Allis is.
Track Name: How Many Boys
how many boys have You had inside your bedroom
while your Mama's sleepin' upstairs?
how many boys have You had inside your bedroom
while your Mama's sleepin' upstairs?
how many boys have You had inside your bedroom
while your Mama's sleepin' upstairs?
how many boys have You had inside your bedroom
while your Mama's catchin' Z's upstairs?
on 2nd thought Darlin' I don't want to know, I don't really care
uh, actually I do, so please share

how many boys have been lying in your bed (goodGod)
recently besides me?
how many boys have been lying in your bed (goodGod)
recently besides me?
how many boys have been lying in your bed
recently besides me?
how many boys have been lying in your bed (goodGod)
recently besides me?
on 2nd thought Darlin' I don't want to know
I just pray that You wash your sheets, I really do.

so I went over to her house around 1030
with visions in the mind of getting dirty
and dirty We did get, when We start to collect sweat
and clothing becomes wet
so me moved from the couch to the bed
when all of a sudden the question came out of her head
what she said posed quite a problem,
'yo D'Mo, You got a condom?'
Oh shit
I got my jacket dry cleaned that day
and forgot to put the condom back in around the way
but We found different ways to do
found different ways of exchanging bodily fluid
eww
but she never called me again, I thought We were cool
maybe more than Friends
but it turns out that she got back with her ex-boyfriend
and not only that, You see
I feel like a damn dummy
because the whole time We were kicking it
she had a baby in her tummy
but I must confess, that I truly wish her the best

how many boys have You had inside your bedroom
while your Mama's sleepin' upstairs?
how many boys have You had inside your bedroom
while your Mama's sleepin' upstairs?
How Many Boys? How Many Boys? How Many Boys?
have You had inside your bed?
how manny boys have You had inside your bedroom
while your Mama's sleepin' upstairs?
Oh I just feel like a dummy
with that little itty bitty baby inside your tummy.
Track Name: White Guilt Sexy
You can catch me sucking dick in Bay View, in an all black hoodie
I'm not gay, I just think that I'm not what You think that I should be
and my Mother's starting to understand that she's never understood me
and will never understand me, but I've got Love for my Family
I'm just so sick of fighting, I fuckin' hate fighting
You can claim to hear a Musician but not listen to the words they're writing
Father says I want to be black, give a 'fuck You' and a cold shoulder
if I wasn't white when I cruise around I'd get pulled over
and at time's I cruise around this town
with a little bit of gin sittin' in a cup holder
sitting next to me is a tatted up switchblade soldier
who was crazy as a kid and he only gets more fucked up as he gets older
just like me, all he wants to do is put his knife
through the throat of the bourgeoisie
over and over again
I am white men

I met a girl named Nikki, I guess You could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with magazines

I am white men, white guilt, white privilege
raping the Virgins and bringing disease and perversion to the village
creating alternative versions to our occurrences
such as our creative methods of genocide
we're physiological murderers
we're a race that tastes like a blender filled with money
and the testicles from ted bundy, and a noose that's bloody
well the noose is the new crucifix, fuck it,
I'll try one on just to see how it fits, Oh my gosh I Love it
now I rock a noose everywhere that I go
let my rope hang long all the way to my toes
fuck a can of cola, put some coke up my nose
but sell black-men-crack and in jail you'll decompose
fuckin' ash and bones, fuckin' peanut butter and cellular phones
I squeeze the blood from a stone
(get sexy man)
and I just want to make You moan
I just want to make Music
while You sit and rub your Clitoris from across the room
you're tasting each and every lyric, the bass bumps and You feel it
you're getting near it

I met a girl named Nikki, I guess You could say she was a sex fiend
I met her in a hotel lobby masturbating with magazines

do You want me to sound sexy? or want me to sound angry?
how does that feel baby? if that's the spot then thank me
I could lye with You for eternity, or stay in bed all cranky
tasting Souls, hanky fuckin' panky
Oh goddamn, this wasn't the plan
I was supposed to grow up into a respectable man
instead of a despicable, critical little bitch with the mouth of a garbage can
Wisconsin ain't got to recycle
I spend all my time just thinkin' bout Michael
and that fuckin' motorcycle that sat in our front yard
for all 4 seasonal cycles
I wonder what season is considered Mother Nature's period
Blood of the Body
Blood of the Earth
Blood of the Pussy serious
I'm delirious

people call me rude, I wish We all were nude
I wish there was no black and white
I wish there were no rules

I didn't do what I didn't want to do, I didn't do what I wanted to do
I just did what I did
I didn't do what I wanted to do, I didn't do what I didn't want to do
I just did what I did
didn't do what I didn't want to do, I didn't want to do what I wanted to do
I just did what I did
didn't do what I didn't want to do, I didn't want to do what I wanted to do
I just did what I did
just did what I did, I did what I did and I did what I did and I'd do it again
did what I did and I'd do it again, did what I did and I'd do it again
Lover and Friend, Enemy, Friend
and I did what I did and I'd do it again
did what I did and I'd do it again...
Track Name: Giant Steps
I'm the sucker for the center of a tootsie pop
and I'll keep keepin' on till' I drop in the slop
hop on Pop like a Dr. Suess
check me out with my head in the noose
I produce and I'm a lyricist, I pray that You be hearin' this
get up in the cypher and Yes You be fearin' this
cheerin' this on, along, cheerin' the song
poundin' on my chest like I was King Kong
what's wrong? what You lookin' at?
somethin' smells good now who be cookin' that?
I just want to know 'cause my Flow is ready to go
pop it in the oven and cook it real slow
Giant Steps, my Giant Steps
tip of the tongue and the teeth and lips
I'll unwrap your politics like a box of chocolates
peppermints, sentiments, wait for the apocalypse

Who am I? What is this?
mind your own business
come on over here and help me lift this
my back is bad and I lack forgiveness X4

I'm a sucker for the Southern drawl, the long haul
pick up the telephone and make that call
1-800 I've been wonderin'
where You gonna hide when it starts a thunderin'?
lightening is frightening, but liquor is quicker
dare You find someone with rhymes thicker
fatter make the paint splatter, walking' under ladders
Flow's so hot so my teeth never chatter
pitter patter mixin' up the batter batter swing
you're just like a wedding ring, wanna hear me sing?
Ooooooooooo
Yes, I can do it all, give You all my Love
capture and enthrall ya'll
I kiss the cook, took your rook, you're a crook
take a look, now don't be shook
I'm a sucker for the long legs
and the face that You make while You take cigarette drags
I'm phased, I'm crazed
stuck in this Labyrinth, stuck in a maze
David Bowie once told me to Live Life slowly
but I can't help myself when I'm rippin' up a track
take a step back and give my face a smack
Life is too short, but the days are too long
prolly be dead by the end of this song
can't tell the difference so tell me what's wrong
beatin' on the drum, Yes beatin' on the gong
I'mma go, I'mma go, I'mma go so far
hoppin' from Planet to Planet to Star
let's go for a ride, hop in the car
I don't care who You was, I just care who You are

Who am I? What is this?
mind your own business
come on over here and help me lift this
my back is bad and I lack forgiveness X3
Who am I? What is this?
mind your own business
come on over here and help me lift this
my back is bad and I use forgiveness
Track Name: Jungle Love
We are all Animals
Yes, You and me
cooky, Funky Monkeys swinging from a tree
We eat and We drink and We poop and We pee
and We dance and We ughhh
as We try to break Free
let your instincts take over
furrow your brow and hunch your shoulder
and let your inner guerrilla Gorilla out
pound on your chest, howl and shout, then shove a banana in your mouth
ready to grow hair on my derrière
I carry her to the top of the empire to marry her
this is King Kong Rap, Congo Flow
no matter where You been, or where you'll go
'cause Adam died when Michael died
now D'Amato's Gorilla has come alive inside
see me swinging from up above
spreading my Jungle Love

My Jungle Love
Oh We Oh We Oh
I think I wanna know Ya know Ya
My Jungle Love
Oh We Oh We Oh
I think I wanna know Ya know Ya

Shut up
now We gone let this cool band of Gorillas come on and
smoooth it on out
GO HEAD
Track Name: Pensive Dreamer
let me be the bee inside your nest
let me be the breath inside your chest, the sleep when You need the rest
let me be the piece You sacrifice while playing chess
and the Lips against your Breast
let me be the hand You wanna hold
let me be the warmth when You are cold, the one to let You lose control
let me be the one to squeeze your Soul
I will never let go
let me be the light to spark your pipe
let me be the proper color ink You use to write
'cause their ain't no point in both of us sleeping alone tonite, no
'cause I don't know where I'm going, I don't know where I'll be
I can't even remember most of my history
but it' such a mystery when you're sitting next to me
thing's just don't seem so bad
You remind me of the things I've never had
You remind me of the things I use to have
so why don't You put your Heart in my hand
and We can beat together

Guess I'm just a helpless romantic
Heart on my sleeve, Pensive Dreamer indeed
the words that I breath is the blood that I bleed
but that ain't nothing new
it hurts so bad I can't stand it
Heart on my sleeve, Pensive Dreamer indeed
I'm all that You need if You choose to believe
but who are You?
I don't know You

I've never met You but I Love You
and that's a funny thing to say, but for some reason I trust You
I spend my nites dreamin' what You look like
as I drift off to sleep and I'm tucked in tight
and I'm tucked in tight, but I'm tucked alone
no one to touch, no one to hold
it hurts enough that the nites are so cold
I find it's hard to fall asleep when you're alone
I find it's hard to fall asleep, loneliness You keep so deep
locked within your ribcage and all You can do is weep
and as tears dry
time flies

Guess I'm just a helpless romantic
Heart on my sleeve, Pensive Dreamer indeed
the words that I breath is the blood that I bleed
but that ain't nothing new
it hurts so bad I can't stand it
Heart on my sleeve, Pensive Dreamer indeed
I'm all that You need if You choose to believe
but who are You?
I don't know You
Track Name: C&C (part I)
I'm so tired of white people, Oh does that make a racist?
I don't care, I'll plead guilty to no matter what the case is
You can lock me up in jail, I will break out immediately
and then I'll murder whatever politicians that stands in front of me
this is sociopath rap, bury the treasure and burn the map
settin' off my own booby traps, rob the bank and then give it back
my Life is only worth the prize at the bottom of the crack jack
I don't give a damn, yo I'm really fuckin' sick of that
my whole Life is lies, I know no facts
I'm just bitter 'cause no one will accept me, nobody ever sex me
I pissed off a voodoo vixen and she went and hexed me
don't fuckin' text me, if You wanna talk call
even then I probably won't pick up, I'm so sorry to You all
I realize that I've got problems, spend each day trying to solve them
I just wanna keep on growin', I just wanna keep on evolving
well You know what, just disregard every single word that I've ever said
yo I'm 25 years old and I don't know how the fuck that I ain't dead

hey yo, hey yo yo yo, hey yo check your future! hey You hey!
grow up, go to college, get a job, gain money
stay in your place never act funny
spend all your time within work that You hate
grow old until death realize Life was a waste
grow up, go to college, get a job, gain money
stay in your place never act funny
spend all your time within wallow and waste
and pray that death comes in haste

it's an ego thing I guess, I'm high up in the eagles nest
these juicy worms I don't digest, I chew em', spew em' for the rest
I cut him, threw him to his death
and was home for dinner in one breath
but then Mama washed my mouth out with soap
I cry in restaurants, layer of teflon, You don't wanna step on me
I'll pull out your tampon, Oh so grand mon
put the pretty lamp on so I can see
tip-tippity-tap D'Amato where You at?
now give that fuckin' Dog back
You Pit Bull thief, You pool of grease
I thought You were better than all that
you're fuckin' fat and your eyes are too Blue
no one but your Mother will ever Love You
*Hey I respect your opinion as a free thinking individual all of that
but I don't find those sentiments to be true*
You don't get at me when I say to get at me
I ain't really happy, but I'll lie and say I'm happy
I'm happy
and my Brother's still alive
and there really is a God
and bees don't live in hives
they rent out apartments on the lower East side
and they don't make honey they just hit the floor and jive
jive, jive, jive, jive, jive, jive

a Brother and a
Pit Bull left in September
forcing me to deal
with the oncoming
inevitably chilling
Milwaukee weather
alone with the task
to remember that instinct
will always reign supreme

I lost my best Friend and my Bitch in the matter of a month
danced through the eye of the storm and I didn't blink once
and if You listen to my Music You'd understand it's all about
Cocks & Cunts
fuck doubles I do my own stunts

best Friend and my Bitch in the matter of a month
danced through the eye of the storm and I didn't blink once
and if You listen to the facebook You'd understand it's all about
Cocks & Cunts
fuck my hand I ain't fucked in months

best Friend and my Bitch in the matter of a month
danced through the eye of the storm and I didn't blink once
and if You listen to your Heart You'd understand it's all about
Cocks & Cunts
Maaaan, fuck bowls, You know I only smoke blunts...
OH STOP STOP
Track Name: Raspberry Fingers
Raspberry
Oh it's that time of the month for picking
Raspberry
and if you're into it, it's really good for finger lickin'
we'll take our time
You know we'll let the harvest linger
'cause Girl You know I don't mind getting them Raspberry Fingers

Raspberry Fingers
so sweet, so red
Raspberry Fingers
and You know I don't mind getting that Raspberry Juice in my bed

Raspberry
Girl, You know I don't mind gettin' the juice on the other parts of my body
Raspberry
maybe We could, I don't know,
allow admittance to my mouth for this party?

Raspberry Fingers
so red, so sweet
Raspberry Fingers
You know a man's got to have a taste, You know a man's got to eat

so, what's it gonna be?
there's Raspberry on my fingers and in my mouth
it only makes sense to take this down South
Track Name: Of Gold
all nite, all day, my mind, it prays
Of Gold
all day, all nite, my mind, it fights
My Soul

I've got it bad, I've got it so bad
I don't know what to do
I've got it bad, I've got it so, so bad
and it's because of You
now don't make me the one who has to figure it all out
now let me kiss that tongue that rests inside your pretty mouth
I've got it bad, so bad, so bad, so bad
but it feels so good

Oh, now it's just too much to take
Oh, I can't stop I ain't got no breaks
Oh, dreamin' of the Love we'll make
You are Gold

I want You bad, I want You so bad
You already know
I want You bad, I want You so, so bad
but I'm just a gigolo
now I ain't got nobody around to call my own
and I'm so sad and lonely sittin' by the telephone
I want You bad, so bad, so bad, so bad
is that understood

Oh, now it's just too much to take
Oh, I can't stop I ain't got no breaks
Oh, dreamin' of the Love we'll make
You are Gold

all nite, all day, my mind, it prays
Of Gold
all day, all nite, my mind, it fights
My Soul
Of Gold, Of Gold, Of Gold, Of Gold
You Are Gold
You Are Gold

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don't You mind people grinnin' 'In Yer Face,' kick it...

it's a fuck You type of thing, let's the bells ring
burn down the church and We start to sing
hallelujah, can You feel the Music? well now, do Ya?
pull through Ya, I glue Ya to the page
flavorful lyrics oregano and sage
full of pent of rage, dancin' on the stage
tired of bein' locked up so I busted out my cage
now I rome the country, rhymes so crunchy
turn anyone who crosses my path to lunch meat
go ahead punch me have your fist bounce off a skull so thick
You might as well stick
to givin' your nose a pick
'Cadies I'll punch You in your dick
Ladies I'll give your face a lick
maybe I'll suck your blood like I'm a
tic-tac-toe vampires in a row
kill twilight and I might run naked through the snow
genitals dangle, Mr. Bojangles, cowboys wrangled, I just strangled
the newfangled awkward angled clipped wing angel
my thoughts are tangled
star spangled, burnin' before my eyes
banner yet wave, 50 star slave
convex and concave that's how the game's played
boom goes the bomb
air raid

don't You mind people grinning in your face

crusin' down the street in my jalopy
makin' out with girls, well You know it's kind of sloppy
Yes my wiener is very very floppy
when I'm in the desert of the Mojave
I'm a dude, you're a dude, let's all get nude
and kick it to the Funky ass beats don't be rude
I'm done
bring the beat back

do You feel that?
LOVE
what do We want?
LOVE
what do We need?
LOVE
and what are We going to get?
LOVE
that's right, 'cause We work hard for it
LOVE
and they may not give it to us freely
LOVE
so You know what that means, We're gonna have to take it
LOVE
and distribute it all across our Counterfeit Paradise
LOVE
GIVE LOVE, WANT LOVE, DO LOVE, BE
LOVE