Fire is my method for destruction
Leaving chard wreckage from my latest eruption
Unpredictable, my erratic demeanor
Bobbing and weaving as my mind gets leaner
Though I'm trippin on legs that stumble but I don't fall down
You know I'm singing out things you mumble from a lack of resound
Pissed off mist lifts to honesty
Now come down motherfucker with your philosophy
I'm at ease when I feel there's a breeze
Give me a little please
Aristotle I'm not but think of Socrates
So are you ready for your lesson blood
Democratic non-erratic Socratic method
We'll take away the pain
We'll take away the bullshit built up in your brain
In times of change or the same old things
As you maintain or rearrange
Come on now feel the vibe flow
The name is 311 and we rip up
We rip up the show and
Drums, bass, guitar, and two microphones
We made it this far so just flow
That's right
Wild and lost speed mad
A long way from sad
Looking good like you should you're bad
An itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit see
Like color absolute bodiless indeed
Casual kindred spirit past
All the obstacles you're dealing with at last
The NASDAQ, two puppies, baby needs new shoes
Car alarms, your rent, wedding bells, the blues
The tragic fucking comedy that was last night
Unfolds to my inner devils sheer delight
A pointless fucking banter in an endless bout
With whiskey soaked Frolic Room tobacco mouth
Then a sickening trip to what I call the elitist cesspool
Beckoning all the sycophants and defeated yes-fools
Hung over, broke, and a round of apologies
Now come down Martinez with the modern mythology
Come on now feel the vibe flow
The name is 311 and we rip up
We rip up the show and
Drums, bass, guitar, and two microphones
We made it this far so just flow
That's right
Come on now feel the vibes flow
311 rip up
Rip up the show and
Drums, bass, guitar, and two microphones
Made it this far so just flow
That's right
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