MAD DALI

"Are you painting a message to give to the people that we don't perhaps understand?"
"No message"
"No message?"
"Can you invent one?"
"Impossible, yet again there isn't any kind of message"
"Sure"

Gotta up the ante, my modus operandi
Outlaw vigilante
People die for the brandy distilling in the veins killers aiming for the brain
Get low payment for my wage no savior in this age
Bathe yourself in sage rip the newspaper page
People acting brave til their safety isn't tamed
I don't care for politics or the world's future, what's the point to care we're mentally neutered
Words are loaded pistols, silence is a missile
Mirages show me symbols, simple
Placed inside of limbo
Swindled by the doings of my brain
Ancient ruins still remain
The crazy know they're sane
Dali manifests in my living breath
Timing is caressed, existing is a mess
The questions never answered, answered
The unconscious mind banters, banters

"Are you associated with any of the arts?" Dali
Dali Dali Dali
Dali
Dali Dali Dali
"Are you a performer?" Dali Dali Dali
By the doings of my brain
The crazy know their sane

Dali
"So would you be considered a writer?" Dali Dali Dali
Dali
"Does he write humorously?" Dali Dali Dali
Dali
Dali Dali Dali
Dali
By the doings of my brain
The crazy know their sane

Aspects of the slum psyche
Cells interfere and ask where rum might be
Hide me from the masses, ashes
While my brain made up of acids
Caskets made more frequently
Justice cant be given to you legally
Are you feeling me?
I got the honest truth so deceivingly
Memory, our memory persists
Dali can recall while I kill a pacifist
Little kids will starve while they cease to tax the rich
But that's enough of that shit
Society a pageant, drain yourself of passion
Flesh is skin to atlas
I will die trying or else I'll try dying
I guess that time is drying so you can ask the Mayans
I lack the ability to hold my opinions
I'm not a preacher screaming at millions

"I don't know what to do, you affect me in a peculiar way"

"Dali"
"Dali"

Only can be painted by the mad ones
Only can be painted by the mad ones
Only can be painted by the mad ones
Only can be painted by the mad ones

Dali
Dali Dali Dali
Dali "Is there something quite unusual about our guest?"
Dali Dali Dali
Dali
Dali Dali Dali "I quite missed that last part"
"I just said is there something unusual about our guest? Because everything he does the audience laughs about"
"No noting unusual this sort of thing goes on all of the time"
Dali
Dali Dali Dali
By the doings of my brain
The crazy know their sane

Sane sane sane (I'm not) sane
Sane sane sane (I'm not) sane
Sane sane sane (I'm not) sane
Sane sane sane (I'm not) sane
Sane sane sane (I'm not) sane
Sane sane sane (I'm not) sane

By the doings of my brain the crazy know they're sane

"Are you Salvador Dali?"



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