Puer Aeternus (lyrics) Sleeping through the day-and my apartment is a crib. I live my life like adolescents as I'm taking off this wig. I'm an old dinosaur-skateboarding to the store. Eating Skittles as I wiggle in the middle of the floor. I'm a dirty ass dink-and my ship will surely sink. You'll see me picking at my nuts, as I'm edging to the brink. Hey-what's that smell? It's my shit breath too. I need to brush my teeth, as an adult like you. I don't even have a whip to drive- no-"skip to my Lou." I need to touch the Monolith-and be like anthropologists. Study the development of humans, I'm an octopus. Hiding in the crevices, in the coral premises. In my Neverland-like Peter Pan-checking messages. "I feel like a kid." My body is Miyagi though. It's hard to rev this engine. Wake up feeling pigeon-toed. "Why do I live?" Agreed to enter on a whim. Life is like a game in ways-we play it like a violin.

Cut-Throat Eel (lyrics) It's the way that you grow-when you let them go. On the edge of plateaus-when they push-you fall so low. You really don't know if they're by your side. When you slide to the bottom, will you see them hide? Subside-confined-they'll drop a dime. When do we break this "illusion gate"? As you wake in the morning-all you see is fake-outtakes. Escape this fate-oh please awake. Not thinking of you is what they do. There's some mud on your shoes-on your rendezvous . You'll lose and feel "the blues"-most people are on auto cruise-To bruise the: Wound that you feel cause the skin has peeled. Not a cut-throat eel with a heart of steel. Concealing all intentions-putting up my shield. Fair weathering the friends I thought were so ideal. In the wind i'll blow away-my wings are not that sealed. Looking down onto the field-watching them all kneel. I'm an older make-until i blank-then dead. The light bulb switch will turn off instead. I will burrow like a hamster deep inside my bed. I'm a lone wolf searching for a piece of bread. Avoiding all these eels that would cut my throat. I'm a jester on the internet to interlope. My words are stronger than a piece of oak. Each hand stroke-are expressions on these lessons to THEY-THEM-that's woke. Nope-I cope with the things that i had wrote. I'm a joke-and certificate in an envelope. I could rope-a-dope and make you choke on how you swing. I'd rather walk away from everything that you bring.

Scared Turtle I'm a silhouette that you'll forget-a shadow in dark. I'm a mili sec-a part of deck that's shuffled with the cards. I'm a Bodhicitta heart-like a monk upon the ledge. And i'm trying to do my part before departing from the edge. A reflection of redemption-there's a "henchman" in my head. A collection of some peanut shells I want to get ahead. A cloud to ease my comfort-as my pillow and my bed. As I drift into the "netherworld" suspended like the dead. I'm a turtle in a shell-scared to poke out in the world. I'm an empty piece of necklace string that had to add a pearl. Didn't listen to referrals-cause i'm hiding in my dome. Insulated with my poems-covered with some astro-foam. I'm a monk without a teacher-silence can't be left alone. Want to watch a "silent feature" interrupted by a phone. Thoughts that could be still but only turn to violent zones. You only own your home-until they turn to catacombs. I'm an "after thought" from elder- and a welder of this wall. Taking refuge in my shelter-as I sprawl against cabal. This art is dying out-like the death of shopping malls. My word like a cannonball- i'm short but standing tall. I'm a mouth inside a circle-sewing to the different tunes. And I'm scared of jumping hurdles, fear of the impeding doom. Crescent moon- i see you loom in the deserts of the dune. If i die upon this land-you know i'll be back very soon. I'm a coward in this hour-pull a flower from the dirt. Switching many faces even though i introvert. Splash me with cold water-so that i could be alert. Cause these colored frames will turn to grey-my soul will just convert. I'm a bat inside a cave to wave at sun-to say goodbye. Never rat to pay my way-relay what's said-so open wide. My spirits sink like submarines-submerged to just subside. Down is the upside-to find solutions for our kind. I'm a question mark without an answer-living equals what? Scratching tickets for the win, or spin the wheel to press your luck. Still climbing up the mountain-hoping for a better view. Feeling rocks that drop on top of head-upsetting my pursuit. I'm a turtle shell-and i'm scared as hell(10x's)

Wack-a-Mole (lyrics) Sat in hole Tap a foe As it grows Rap to go… Finding out The hiding snout I’m winding now assigned to plow… Club em’ down they bubble up-don’t Love em’ but they’ double cuff Trouble-stuffed the rubble’s rough In the cut I’m struck with muck The saddest soul - in the low Burrow from the indigo Another one that’s bothersome A demon from the father’s son Pass it down At the clown In the attic from the sound Outta bounds-and lookin’ in.. An otter found a shucking fin A shark is there.. A bark is there .. Remarks about my art-aware Anything we say, or do will be demolished like a chair. Tear em’ down and wear em’ down Stare em’ down -don’t care I’m found Sunken I’m a Dunkin’ donut Crumbled like a broken loaf Knock it off As I cough In the belly of the lost They could stir the pot because a mole is just a thought- I brought A hammer to self deprecate I hesitate to medicate They replicate the kind that hates To bind me to this hamster wheel .. Had to peel the layer’s off In the ground that was so soft At a cost-my pad is locked Always stirring up the sauce When I see them, they’ll get caught Tie their heads into a knot Wack a mole Attack a troll With this pen-defend I fought

Eomma's Jjigae (lyrics) Black turns to grey-another hair changes shade to rainy clouds. I'm proud of what you did. Allowed-me to fly, an eagle away from nest. I did my best to grow. There's nothing to owe-your strength it shows. Moving slow-the speed of an Escargot. I know your sitting still. Away from your window sills-those gills. Need to breathe-your pulling out weeds-you need-the space to be alone. I'll always come back home to you. For kim chi stew. My mother-her kim chi stew. No other can get me to-a dinner not made from you. Light dimmers in room-the view. Bread winners not here for two. A printer is broke upstairs. Aware- I've always cared-somewhere... Back in the day. I'm learning that hand was raised-across your face. I know you felt so scared-not safe. In that home at times you felt so trapped. A matter of fact that tooth-had got removed- a jolt in room. If I were big- I would of stood up for you. And blocked that bed room door. Don't wake a giant as he snored. I was a kid-and couldn't put up a shield-and looking back don't heal. Unless it really was surreal. Kim chi stew. My mother-her kim chi stew. You suffered enough it's true. Uncovered the new of blues. Was tougher abuse for you. Another book page has turned. My mother has stayed and learned. Her only 2 boys were her concern...

Raymond vs. The Mothership (lyrics) (quangou) The mothership is coming so just summon up the dead. A cut up onion is above us- I'm not hiding in a shed. Cause of wasted so much time to be just taken by a pod. A communion-or a union your assuming that I'm odd. Cause the robots took our jobs, and they chopped up all the logs. They were hidden in the fog-underwater in Cape Cod. Amongst us. (Little Ray) I heard my cattle crying-so I woke up Peggy Sue. Walked out into the herd and they mutilated two. With laser-type precision without a drop of blood. So I grabbed my colt revolver- I'm a holler up above. Looking for a ufo I'm a dead-eye on their disc. If they're messing with my cows, I'm a have to split a lip. (quangou) Of a little grey creature camouflaging in the crops. If a see a beam of light-then you'll hear a distant shot. You motherfuckers-we're the truckers. Not the suckers of the land. Not the duckers-but the pluckers of an alien that stands-close to us, so don't advance. (Little Ray) I'll have you shitting in your pants. Forget about your implants, and your zeta codes. I'll have you skipping back to space with my rifle to reload. Your flying saucer is the Tin Man ready to implode. Looks like you got lost on a dirty dusty road. Gonna throw you like a frisbee- your a pixie mixed with toad. (quangou) Take off that grey suit-your a pinky underneath. And your face looks like a micro-dick, I'll knock out all your teeth. For abducting all the humans your assuming we're beneath. Trick or treat-I'm a beat that grey skull so retreat. Back to the mothership. (Little Ray) I'm on a different tip and you woke the wicked shit. I'm Indiana's whip- Short Round is at my hip. My flow is so legit. Your craft is like a baseball into the catcher's mitt. This chew I like to swallow-but for you I have to spit. (quangou) There won't be close encounters cause you flounder like a fish. The ocean's where you park your sunken plates-not a myth. I'll turn a martian into Charmin- I'm disarming what they give. (Little Ray) A Kanamit is one to hit and you wonder if They Live? The Monsters Are On Maple Street-invaders don't forgive. I can get my cousin Cooter-he can crack a rib. I've seen a real Reptilian and this is not a fib.

The Elves Are Calling (lyrics) A machine elf is talking bout' the details. In a fractal landscape-tempting me to mandate, If I choose to do that-it could be a Band Aid. That I could just peel off-and peel out with Keebler. Earnest in my leisures-wanting cosmic features. But I am so tethered-in this world that's measured. Looking for a treasure. Maybe mental pleasures. But I am so scared to be just laid out on a stretcher. Don't want to just incarnate- I want to change like weather. An Allen wrench can tighten up this Poe-brain like Edgar. With the aid of D-M-T i be so programmed. Need to break the wheel that circles round and round on low lands. Take a little toke-and-is what they whisper to me. Laying on my back i bet the dread is if they knew me. I wanna know so truly-maybe I'd be drooling. It would be ok-up in dimensions-as I'm cooling. I am just a question-mark-embark in lessons. There's a shark that's swimming in my mind-unwinding-messing. With the way I look at: people and perceptions. Maybe I could numb thoughts. A Bumbaclot- I'm one dot. A drop in bucket resting-at the bottom stretching. If I decided to reborn with second guessing. Leave me in the dugout-so I could just bug out. Wake me from this dream-that I have seen-and pull the rug out. Why the the elves are calling-in my mind they're talking. They are just inviting me to enter-interlocking. Faces interchanging-but I'm sober waiting. I am just a dog named Rover-wandering and pacing. Time that is just wasting-enjoy the tea your tasting. No longer on the track-I'm in the bleachers-watch you racing. One day I will be waking-this life I won't be acing. Unwind-but I'm aligned the visions fating... The elves are calling-that is not appalling. Stuck in the middle of the road has got me stalling. Would rather have the love-opposed to the applauding. Laid in the center of the bed without the chalking. Watch who I'm blocking. Knock all the talking. Rocking back and forth-debating as I'm walking. The elves are calling(4x's)

Sleep Me Alone (lyrics) Lying in my Coleman. I'm an old man-cold like a snow man. No man can withstand. The fleeting of time on this land. Try cheating on the clock If you can disband. The cycle of age-idols on the front page. It's a one way ticket back to grey. I'm laying down waiting for the day to end. To wave goodbye-sleeping in the haze. Leave me this way-mummified in this ice cube tray. What if i-nullify my soul-turning to a butterfly. Watching my life on replay? Sleep me alone-leave me alone-with some orange cones. Surrounding my bed frame avoiding traffic as I sleep inside this home. I'm in my lane- the Groundhog's the same-the day that i own. The demon in my mind is telling me that I am not so free to roam. So I'll press snooze-then lose-betting that the blues will choose. Whether I decide to wake. Don't let the coffin dark escape. I'm blocking out the light with tape. A frozen ape-that's closing drapes. The carnival is critical I'm trying to do my best. When the stress hits my dome-all I want to do is rest. Cause I'm blessed-when I stretch-and I fetch my sleeping suit. Adapt to dream dimensions-opened up like parachutes. Kick the can as i loot-but I can't bring nothing back. Phones on-Do Not Disturb-I'm nocturnal like a bat. I'll Let The Right One In-when I feel down enough and trapped. Down and out and flat. Round and round elapsed. Back to bridge the gap-and I just woke up from a nap. I'm in the shallow end-others are on their final lap. Sleep me alone. As I zone. Signing off my name's: quangou -allude to be to hard to clone.

Iaknow (lyrics) I a know. I'll hit you with my flow. Just to let you know. Paint my Van Gough-stay cold like a crow. I know your making dough. Your just another foe. Sipping on that tea-drama filled like a hoe. I wouldn't stoop that low-even for some gold. If i had a pass- I'd hit back like Bolo. Flamin' hot like Cheetos. Your talking out your mouth where there is a UFO. Let go-let go of your bungalow-chateau at the grove. Your just another trove for a UAP that dove. They'll beam you up to heaven-like your reverend that just drove. Then drop your body back to Buffalo-reload. With fluorescent effervescent afterglow. Below my sentence overlooked so low. Opposing opposition like Panthro- and throw a Sword Of Omen like I'm Lion-O. Iaknow. I'll kill a ghost so I can write my own. And I'm a ET trying to phone back home. It isn't easy being a wolf that's lone. Finding meaning-as I'm trying to be so grown. I a know. I'm open like an angel in the snow. Used to wrap some dental floss around the waist of GI Joes. Now my written sigils laid upon the page-to pave the road. There's enough Pinocchios within the globe-that break the codes. Numb my soul with Lexapro-to take it slow-I'm meant to go. But the gadget of my brain holds back preventing me to grow. I'm a yellow marshmallow-sitting mellow on commode. Releasing tension like a load-as I'm hopping like a toad. Killing trematodes-sucking at the art-as they implode. I'm ascending like a node-I'm galactic as I probe. Giving heads on what they're owed-hitting them on frontal lobe. With the rowing of my boat- and coping with my mind abode. I chose...To be forever young. Whatever comes together-whichever way I run...

Seashell Sandbox (lyrics) Walking on the beach collecting seashells seems so right. Stalking as we're looking at the details in the light. The body of a clam that once lived right where you've dove. Finding a unique ones better than a rose. I see you squatting and your searching-as your blood runs calm. The sand is like your lawn-a treasure in your palm. It could be your daily pleasure-see your face shine on. Love watching and observing you-the sun is gone. Losing track of time-elapsed-the seagulls tend to yawn. The sea salt is like the sweat that pours down you-carry on. You don't flush em' down the toilet where they came-and once belonged. You don't break em' or forsake em'-cause you know that would be wrong. You have a bucket full of shells-we don't need to talk. In the sandbox-and we're free to walk. Peep the silhouette of shadows-we don't need a clock. Cause time can pause like paintings near this boardwalk....