What A Lemon

Atrocity exhibition, page one figure one is this life, cutting up lemons, yesterday night

'Til the dull blade slips off of the rind and I knick my thumb with the knife

Picked it up and went right back to the thing

Big man ting, or something I don't know, but still going dumb with it, right?

Right where the joint bends ends up with a big gouge

So I get the big box of bandages out and sits down

And make a midnight coffee for the studio, then I gets down

(How do you gets down?)

I swear I never knew a love like this

I swear I never knew a love like this

(Nobody else can make it thump like this)

I swear I never knew a love like this

I swear I never knew a love like this

(Na na na na na na na na na na)

(Nobody else can make it thump like this)

(Huh? What? Hmm? Hmm)

Shoot What else, since I last checked in and shared?

Life is absolutely just as beautiful as it is weird

Prayed up when its gloomy and when it gets weird, stay prepared

Rocky waters happen. No matter which way the ship gets steered

Working on this label thing day in, day out the last couple of years

Finally came into fruition, like it just appeared (but it didn't)

See, our protagonist persevered, and what you hear is not a test

The best is yet to drop, my dear

Mind frame of discipleship and yet I feel like Socrates

When my hands dance across the buttons and the Prophet keys

Looking out the window, pontificating or-not-to-bes

And finding practical solutions to what I could not achieve

I do this exercise that was taught to me

I close my eyes and visualise all the current problems that bother me

I bundle it up and tie it up and put it in a boat

Then light a match and drop it on it, then I push it out to sea