Lyrics:
I be amused
Play by the rules
I'm staying cruel
I'm staying cool
I'm staying bool
Wet like a pool
She wet like a pool
Shine like the moon
All of my
slide by, Mr Shy Guy?
I'm bugging out in that tie dye
Call me Big Drip, no dry fit
Bitch, I been lit
Started out as a misfit
That's why I can't fit in
From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip,
Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright.
He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys
The moons awake all night
You may watch twice
But it only ever comes by once
You think you live right
But everybody's sad when you're having fun
Falling
the street,
While he bled and he died,
In the morning light,
Third eye stare, at the moon,
Like the Gorgon's eye,
Dreads blow in the wind,
Look like
the river on the way to the sea
If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it
Would of thought I have it, would of
Would of thought I'd have it right by now
I would've
Would of thought I'd have it right by now
I could've
Still
Allow me to begin by stating that i am a retired regular
Of the rowdy and rambunctious
Semi-retroactive and always compunctious
Night life
Yea many
out the ground, chill
Chorus: Dr. Octagon (repeat 2X)
It's wild and crazy..
The moon is out, tonight it's time for experiments
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well Robert
Johnny's Market and Mario Lanza's
Jackie Wilson…Reet Petite
I been a prisoner to a white Mr. Coffee
Down here on Christian Street
So Come on
Come
your toes curl, I'll put you in my freak show
You can be a star, yes we can make a movie
I'll have you howlin' at the moon naked in my jakoozie
Your
spinnin' I'm doin' my fitness
Hall of fame trappin', young niggas I'm feedin'
My wrist game real sick so I need soup by Mrs Campbells
I'm baking a dozen
Making other pirates' flows sound
Like Speak and Spell
And I'm Bangarang, Captain Hook
Top chap in my whole pack of crooks
The chapter book king backed by
bare floor
And watch the moon through frosted glass
Damn that photograph
I'll have to take it down
She hears the boats as they move down the river
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
really alive
Grabs herself a partner. . .Mr five by five
Swings her from a tree like a happy baboon
Two steps back throws him over the moon
Don't knock
babe
I need you, I need you to stay
This is what Mr. Leon Ware would say
Make love in the dark, love in the sun
Love watching the moon, love every day
first the country or the man
Look at those slanted eyes coming up over the hill
Catching us by surprise, it's time to kill or be killed
Over here,
let me introduce myself my name is Mr. Russell Jones
Excuse me for that one I had to let that one low ah
And tonight, you're going to see that you
Mr. Wonderfull you, you're thinking 'bout life
You're thinking 'bout love,
You're thinkin' 'bout the ways to break it down
You got 18 myths and 5
first the country or the man
Look at those slanted eyes coming up over the hill
Catching us by surprise, it's time to kill or be killed
Over here,
We might take a ride to the moon
All this bobbing and weaving
All comes from believing
The magic inside the balloon
The past is the past
It
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well Robert
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