Sugardrive Navelgazer
Hip soul man from the south a portrait in sound a voice
that would melt butter and freeze water to ice
and i have started to find that i'm beginning to lose my
mind and she's someone else's world and not in mine and i
have started to find that it feels like i'm running out
of time y'see i just turned 29 and time's unkind i'm in
time and i'm free and it's easy
hip soul man from the south a portrait in sound a voice
that would melt butter and freeze water to ice
i sleep with a night-stick and i never ask twice i'm here
to shake your bamboo thing y'know the one with the seeds
in i'm in time and i'm free and it's easy step out step
out step out step outside your self yourself
i was wondering if you wanted to phone me i was wondering
if you were feeling lonely awake each morning with my
fever raging aah i'm changing from the non-linear post-
literal tribal man that i not am to the global
electrician the erotic politician the physician with the
vision y'see i am a heavyweight ladies and prone to
thinking which serves my heart no purpose
