some would sooner sacrifice a firstborn than sacrifice a weekend
shoddy workmanship is, uh, on the fucking rise
some would sooner plant their gums 'round their thumb than endure inconvenience
grotesque neglect- a symptom of selfishness
a catchy, catchy, catcy, catchy malady
(it's a cinch they'll pitch a total fit)
hue of a rouge might rile the prude
for me? it's demeanor
skew of their views
the crude they exude
for me? their endeavors
ruffian queen, she a brash mama jama
she can dry-hump weathered asphalt into smooth avenue
and the party-prone sage, he a wealth of affirmation..
he's a keen motivator to a slew of ingénues
and the dyed-in-the-wool scribe, he a multitask daddy
he's a calm coordinator of a muss & fuss theme
and the motor-mouth thug, he a haggard romantic-
coveting reluctance of ruffian queens
cast people flush with heightened emotions-
you get the pageantry of petulant pigs
to fraternize with those given to vanity-
one learns to customize cursory grins
mine's not to wrangle indelible notions-
why blow composure for blustering prigs
it's a cinch they'll pitch a total fit
aw, people..
c'mon people!
ain't nothin' too special about just being alive
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Fucking pandemic. I miss seeing Buildings perform. Have done so many times, but now experiencing withdrawal symptoms. I just can't turn this up loud enough. Rumpel Vim