Busdriver Secret Skin
This self-made mogul alpha-male
Now seeks a Dali-lama
To become a cocooned darling larva
I’ll donate my album sales
to what the left-wing stance is,
their pet peeves are the candidates
and wet reeds in their tan lips,
exceeds bandwidth
This self-empowered blog stirs in all you apathetic
scensters
From this downward-dogger
Newly flowered songbird
But I used to drive my stretched Humvee
through rap fads like an occupied Baghdad
Looking like a pet monkey
in a one-piece holding a handbag
Now I’m stylized in your art commune
Torturing a TV host,
holding a winnie-roast over car-bombed ruins
Choking on a tapioca ball
In being a sun-drenched life-size Yoda doll
Obsequious banter is protocol (new skin)
Admonished, I withstand the office day singed
Then become counter-culture’s misanthropic statesman
Take wives with a chest full of animal hair,
put their vulvas on pre-heat
Then have an extra-marital affair at the yoga retreat
I’m a wheatgrass fueled, rehashed, eco-friendly hippie
freak
Encased in what’s aesthetically pleasing
Marvel at the LA-based, dead artifice
We are all coated in a plastic film
But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin
There lies a layer of secret skin
Under your soft-edit enhanced cosmetic implants
There lies a thick layer of secret skin
A body for you to re-began
’Please give to this undisclosed relieve fund’
Says the liberal with a tealeaf on his tongue
Cuz soldiers are pointing their BB guns at children’s
TB lungs
So we’ve sanctioned graffiti fun to slander your
figurehead
Hack into amalgamated algorithms that open cells
crowded prisons
But I got to get that ‘save-the-world-look’ first
Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun
An aptly engineered, new planetarium
Working class
Heroism
Is stylish
All season
Sleeveless shirts
Quinoa
Drum circles
Palm-reading
We are all coated in a plastic film
But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin
There lies a layer of secret skin
Under your soft-edit enhanced cosmetic implants
There lies a thick layer of secret skin
A body for you to re-began
We are all coated in a plastic film
But there lies a thicker layer of secret skin
There lies a layer of secret skin
Under your soft-edit enhanced cosmetic implants
There lies a thick layer of secret skin
A body for you to re-began
Under that thin veneer, there is a buried sun
An aptly engineered, new planetarium
