Lyrics:
and I call all the landgirls
Cause last years show it was just Romeo, the Judge and me
So come on down to the craft fair
Romeo's going to be there
But
Are you going to the 1993 New Mexico Arts and Crafts Fair?
In the land of enchantment, where the sun always shines
Remember me to one who lives there
upstairs,
push wheelchairs
Through craft fairs and car shows
Yes it blows.
Leave her alone, she's doing just fine
At least she's at home, at least
Eels!)
Oh yes, I am the King of the Ocean
and fair crabs craft treasure for me
I've amassed a small empire of dolphins
And all the fish they love to sing
sunset till the day is done
and past the crowded streets
the arts and crafts of the country fair
So, if you're out searching
girl, you know that you can
the craft was the key
It's a fair trade, never partially
Praise and hate
Opposition just proliferates
I dont care
Different mindstate
Making fire at the end
a kinder-garden gross little messy macaroni
Craft
I cannot last
A science fair project that'll probably end up in the trash
Lalalalalalalalala
Lalalalalalalalala
out of the ancient station
Each step takes away one and a half
Folding the spaces away
Between an atom and a draft
Taking a stand at the fair
Separating
the shit and
You say it's not fair
Wait
That sound like a cop out
Perfecting the craft
I been in my bag
Im doing it better
I see why you mad
Ima pull
made me spruce up my college resume
I was busy drowning in a sea of despair
When my father said he signed me up for the science fair
Could have killed
Bron, ballin' like I ain't playin' fair
Just like the moon, you can't reach, but you know I'm there
Waves like monsoons, tryna ride it, you don't have
lines in the fridge, fam mm hmm
I can flip a beat pack
I can spit like no man
I can jack your collab
I can kill the whole craft
I can kill the hook going
Yeah
I got no shame in coming last
I keep running from my past
I keep saving songs in my rough draft
High up in my space craft
She done magic on me
don't play fair
I don't have to transform
Because I'm already there
I'm telling you out of love
As a master of the craft
All jokes aside
You won't like it
as we should
Imma get mine yeah that's part of my craft like my first name was Steve I got jobs on de- Imma get
Imma get mine yeah that's part of my
Making music is like being in school cause this shit is an art and a craft
All my demons got a hold like a Vice now I'm swerving trying not to crash
through today
'Cause I could be great yeah you promised it was possible
Said keep on working on your craft so you can make it plausible
So now I'm pushing
through today
'Cause I could be great yeah you promised it was possible
Said keep on working on your craft so you can make it plausible
So now I'm pushing
and tribulations.
We'll weave these strands together, we'll splice a rope and tether,
And though we won't know whether, it's fair or stormy weather,
We'll quit
imma take your life, my face will be your last sight
Stabbed me in the back, but I'm not talking 'bout no craft knife
This is just the start and I'm
you wonders
But you bring out wonders
A butterfly, so fragile and fair
Fly to the air
Craft Your masterpiece
With eyes so bright
With wonders in
(ignite)
With every pixel, we craft the art, (inspire)
Of a world reborn, a fresh start
Through the binary, our sorrows we mend, (heal)
Strength in every
I'm there. Its only fair if efforts match
I'm embarrassed where I'm at I'm not there yet on the path
Better version of myself and I'm still workin on my
worked on my craft, had to put in the reps
The game is not fair, we playing with no refs
Treat the booth like a kitchen, cooking like a chef
When you ask
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