At the right price
The zeitgeist is quite nice
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A ritual, just working the room
Like a politician in the capital, a corn dog
The inevitable and enviable table
A set of black balloons, like a Koons dog.
In the phantom with the magnum out the suicide
Got margiela on my mind, right?
Abandoned by the memorandum
Of understanding, understand man?
My plans are mansion expansive
So i'll k** to be rich, me you or Gus Hansen
Living minute to minute
All about adrenaline
Lifted and drifting
Thinking about the business
Twisted by the minute
Fitted for prescription peace
Hand me the valise and the Matisse
Listen – to the waters glisten
The mystery of being the master hand
The sinister listener, master plans
Sometimes the bell chimes
At the wrong time
So b**hes are a dime a doze, zzz
Close the closet on the clothes, ugh
Like the Disney feather Duster,
You talk about the weather, I wonder whether
You can measure us together
I doubt that
I will tab your materials, count back
Marshmallow
Yellow in the cereal
My soft style is profile in sundials
Are you hiding something? Are you bluffing?
Like the best art, this verse is about nothing
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My words are heard in chambers, naked
Like the meaning, so vacant
The shadows contain it, at the arraignment
Millions for my arrangement
But we don't buy it
Like a professor transgressor
The perfect art is aggressive
Whomever clever is lesser than this
For the treasures of the leisure are bullsh**, to this
To the real sh**
Brush your hair back, and turn the clock ahead
It is spring –also known as the equinox
Sop the chops up, with the cops dust
Shut the f** up, for the big come up
You don't remember?
Put on a tie and a nice sweater
Better a beggar than never
So wait for it, like Samuel Beckett
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