Pay me.
Let me sleep on your couch!
None of this 9-5 creatocrity,
I need to be outta bounds
I'm no hen bringing eggs, no tamed dragon,
Packaging fire for your niece to turn 12.
I'm no trained monkey, no paid bear
I shape my stuff wit the strifes of life,
Cosmic lava is what burns me inside,
Waterfalls carry me to the oceans, the rivers & the seas,
Eagles watch my step on the mountain, the one that just keeps growing,
Wrinkled mamas stroke scary stories into my arms,
Alcoholic voices rhythm my blues,
Opiate poets rip the veil to shreds in front of my eyes,
this morning, again,
Sorcerers take me on their shoulders & curse me for 7 years,
Drummers beat my soul out of my body,
& a kiss brings it back flying, forever
I'm a lover, man,
And I'm burning at all ends.
Sorry no entertainment,
We are serving for Peace here,
the everlasting kind
We will break laws to defend it,
To make our circles and dance
We are making justice here
It is hard enough to find.
Sorry no coffee today I'm afraid
you gonna have to wake up your own self
today
sorry mister,
no souvenir packaged flames from the hounds of hell for your daughter to burn her lashes with,
I'm afraid.
You can never let others get your kicks for you,
has nobody told you this yet mister,
are you sure?
