I be the first ever Asian astronaut, off, castin' off The ties that bind like a smashed Rode a mastodon out Park Chased by a fan in a Tyrannosaur mask, the traffic cop Past the where the ostrich got across for the ocelot What I couldn't of 'Cos they a popped y'all just for me to cop it one
So I had to be up, I'm going up Into the galaxy bus until I feel my lungs I pass the family up, I see an bus Saw the up, I catch the ballerinas
Now I was walkin' down this one block, hear a gun shot Smellin' or nature, pickin' fruit off of a kumquat Tree another day up in life under the sunspot Light my inner vision searchin' for an answer Heriditary, man-in-glory, days of the missile fury took
And while I Rain began to fall from the verbal dance I did all the natives And the ladies said, "You're crazy, would you to have my baby?" And I plays with the of the Mahicans and the Sheikh And traveled everywhere from way up to Mozambique Was givin' with the deacon at the steeple Spirit-seekin' on the with a tea can and a pair of old shades
It's such a beautiful thing, this thing When I can do it my way and no blanks I just refute what you think, a unusual thing Yes a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we aims to be
The venomist, instrumentalist, syllabal-mystic man Skippin' through the brakes on a Wednesday into a plaza to make it 20 out of 15 pennies on the after The cold-hearted world creepin' on my like salamanders Enchanters I run their goose and I be the gander Cleanin' out the tract of hip-hop like cranberries
Shinin' amber, all of the children told me, "Damn you're an Answer to our ears and deadly threat posed by cancer" On prancer, on comet, on cupid, I'm Got more flow than Flo Jo, while I ho ho ho, got jo jo dancer Punchlines, I'm a crunch Casper, and a one-time champion for it A hundred lifetimes in the hereafter, and for the reincarnation the heck I'll come back for it Gotta chores now, and discuss all of that with God afterwards
We goin' off the Himalayas with the bottle of bobs In a big ol' box full of the latest And then we won't stop til we hit the To the Bullets Bargain Basement then 'cross the Baltic basin Then 'cross that Oakland night bridge A drop deposit in the drop Makin' cakes that taste like
ex-potatoes, raisins, plantains, M and M's, peanuts, grape juice I'm savin' my pay checks to get my plane fixed why's We fly all night, stop the propellers and Jump out of the side with and Let's make all night the caterpillars that us to the top the Himalayas
It's such a beautiful thing, this musical When I can do it my way and shootin' no I just refute what you think, a unusual thing Yes a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we aims
A lot of people follow Saba fellow and indeed to lead 'em all to battle upon the bottom of the beat And plant a seed of that sproutin' Like a like a teeter-totter Seen a lot of freedom down the amount to beat the drama
He began to dis until the nurse, the passengers had his shirts And nothin' assured the captain and the person But the pressure had expanded, and burst, the cabin burst And all 'em burgers, blankets, rations, animals and drinks, they out
Fleets a lots of man, climb upon the wall like Peter Meeter of the creed of regions, darker seasons These are not the reasons for the and now proceed to outer-reaches How to styles from seepin' outta me
They flew out the fuselage had blew in It to have the attitude you would dive into the ground Now if you'd have thought of If you would try but you tie A parachute a slide And a dive, now who's alive?
It's a beautiful thing, this musical thing When I can do it my way and shootin' no I just refute what you think, a quite thing Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos the root of all things and we end