Ride the Wave

Hey baby, ride this wave
Say hey lady, why don't you ride this wave
Hey baby, why don't you ride this wave
Say hey baby
Why don't you ride

This wave
This wave
It is growing in the space
It is black and all consuming
It's the traitor to the race
Said hey babe

Why don't you ride this wave
It's groovy down here in the depths of outer space
I said hey babe, can you feel your face
Said here there little lady, did you know it's okay

Hey baby down here in the depths
Where the blackened water looms
But you never know the step
That you've taken past the last
But I feel it in my ass
And you feel it in my bones
That I'm never going home
Say hey there baby

Hey there maple syrup honey, pure as dirt but I still want it
Why don't you ride

Time is just a wastin
In my place I'm meditating
Disguises are always faking
Mistaking a wait for patience
Constantly displaced and the dismay is replicating
Reprimand decisions taken by my body
Scraping on the pavement

Asphalt as if not so sure
Aspera stars is in my blood with
Beer and cigs and other crud
Diffuse what's swept under the rug
I'm chugging one and then another
Forgetting just why I love it
Reducting cognitive function
When the luster loses color

Thinking of my brother mountain plunder
Freezing tundra
Wandering and wading through my blunders
Seeking lovers through the brand of my ancestors
Not withstanding
Not withholding loyalty to town and country family tree

Fish are dancing
Hot and bothered necromancers
The chances are often slaughtered
On the top of modern art

You know it's ridiculous
My wings are burning Icarus
And when I'm gonna finish it
My blemished friends are princesses
Diminishing the ministers
If they refuse to gimme the loot
I can finishing move
Mortal Kombat individuals
Comic fatality and I'm rocking the banality
With dilated pupils
My waking dreams are not lucid
No juice
Stay loose

No excuses just a boost of confidence
My friend is spending big
I told your girl to eat my ass
Cuz I know she'd be into that

Departures, it quenches and then it parches
Spill the contents onto parchment
Off the bench and into offense

Walking off the plank
Into another pit of snakes
I guess they say it's what you make of it
Well shit
I'm baking edibles

Bags is packed and car is full so
If you're caring
Pray for me by day
These dangerous forays
There's not much more that I can say
Accept my place and relocate

Like hey baby



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Writer(s): Orion Dollar
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