Since it's just us here...

The great demeonstrations

paid to watchers

stop us if you can

the same man

same plan

nothing changed in advanced

just let me know, know

if your feelin' the trance

caught in the matrix

blood cells and platelets

converge on open wounds

refuse to face it

it's kool

its a problem

shocking

knocking dude out of his socks and shoes

so no, there's no way he runs with different crews

he's on the porch grillin chicken

while singing the blues

its gravy baby

stay mashed like potatoes

but i'm feeling grits in eggs while chillin in Barbados

Wine sippin' on fine linen with dime women

but i'm at the barbecue

attempts at line skippin

just gettin past you

what you doin homes

heart been on snooze

we aint hurt,

just singin the blues 'cause it's kool...