Power Pop For Perilous Times
Larry's "Unpublished Rhyme"
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AIN'T NO STATUS FLY, I MEAN TO SATISFY, OH NO NOT I THAT IS WHY I'M HERE
TO SAY STEP OUT THE WAY, WALK THE PAVEMENT, SAVE THE PAYMENT, CAUSE I'M FREE
I'M TELLIN' YOU HOW, A MONTH FROM NOW, YOU WON'T STICK AROUND WHEN I'M FACE
DOWN, WHEN YOUR AWAY, CAN'T SEE YOUR FACE, I'M DISGRACED, IT'S NOT ME...
chorus:

'LES IN YOU WANT TO GIVE THAT CHILD A NAME...
LOADED CHAIN, LOADED CHAIN, AIN'T THE SAME, AS NOT PLAYIN' THE GAME>
JUS' YOU WANNA PLAY LOOSY GOOSY ROULETTE JUST LIKE JULIETTE
JUS' IN YOU FEEL THE WAY I FEEL THE PAIN-MY DISEASE IS A REAL LOADED CHAIN, LOADED CHAIN, AIN'T THE SAME, AS SITTIN' OUT THE GAME.

I CAN'T EVEN EAT, ON EASY STREET, WE DID THE FREAK, NOW YOU WON'T SPEAK, YOU WALK THE WALK, BUT DON'T TALK THE TALK, YOU JUST STALK, SHOPPIN' FOR YOUR
NEXT EYE CANDY...
MY MIND IS MIXED UP, EMOTIONS LIKE A SPLIT CUP, AIN'T EVEN GOT A PRE-NUP,
WHAT IS UP? YOU HAVE A LOADED GUN, JUST OUT FOR FUN, YOUR ON THE RUN, COME
AND GET SOME, CAUSE I'M FREE...


HEART 2

EVER HAD A HEART TO HEART WITH YOUR EGO?
YEAH THE ONE THAT MADE YOU LIE DOWN WITH THAT
TURN SPY AND ON THE RUNFROM THE FBI-ALL LIES.
THE EGO WANTS ONLY PLEASURE AND YOU KNOW WHERE THAT LEADS
YOU’LL BE GOING DOWN THE DRAIN IN A BOAT CALLED “IF YOU PLEASE!”

I USED TO SEE “WHAT WOULD J.C. DO?” BUMPER STICKERS
NOW ITS WHAT WOULD J.B. DO? NAME YOUR POISON CAUSE IT’S
ALWAYS 5 O’CLOCK ON MY FACE
I’M NOT KNOCKING HAVING A GOOD TIME
IT’S JUST THAT THE PLEASURE SEEKERS DON’T ALWAYS
RETURN HOME ON TIME AND NOT ON THE DIME. THEY EITHER TAKEN A LIFE OR THEIR OWN…SOME WRAP AROUND TREES OR WORSE
THERE IN THE CAR WAS YOUR NEICE-YOU SAY “OH, PLEASE, SHE’S OF AGE…” YEAH
WENT TO AN EARLY GRAVE BUT WASN’T CARDED…

SHE DIED RIGHT OUT OF COLLEGE…WITH SO MUCH PROMISE.
SHE WAS SEEKING TO PLEASE…MET UP WITH THE WRONG SLEEZE…TAKE CARE OIF HER JESUS…LIKE THE REST OF US…WE ALL SEEK SOME KIND OF POISON FOR ONE REASON…TO KILL THE PAIN…SEPARATION FROM THE CREATOR..I FELL FROM THE TREE AND IT WAS A LONG WAY DOWN TO THE CRATER. I HAVE DABBLED IN MY SHARE OF MIND ALTERING PRACTICES…NOW I SEEK THE ALTER OF ASHES…MINE ALONE AS A LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR HIM---SOUNDS KIND OF GRIM…ITS NOT AT ALL. IT’S A CELEBRATION OF SOULS…THE ANGELS SING TO HIM—WHY SHOULDN’T WE JOIN IN?


 
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