Mr. Mickfield & The Skeletones Lyrics

As of this moment I am living two lives
Up goes the down slope, trying to uphold the bonds
and bones that hold the upper most throne
Could I be the king once and future, or then again,
could I be the clown, the paralyzed mountain climber
Barely rhyming to survive, sometimes the show live can seem like concrete,
to retreat from, I pay fifty bucks and then some
Back and forth, bus trips and bus stops (like Q-Tips without tops)
forget the co-op, I'm repackaged into box
In a month I will be restocked and resold for fifty bucks
and then told to pay my own ransom or lose my traction
and forget about this jester juggling action and over-exaggeration

I'm losing new friends for best friends
and my lonely life for only love
But it's been said by past live pound sounds
"music would watch you drown"
and stick around to catch the fire of another
Right now this music is drowning me
in a sea of "hellos" and "goodbyes" and "beep beeps" that fly by
Where I am people say "fuck you" and they mean it,
where I'm from and going to
the words are "fuck you" meaning "how do you do?"Grüvis Malt - Mr. Mickfield & The Skeletones - http://motolyrics.com/gruvis-malt/mr-mickfield-and-the-skeletones-lyrics.html
Look at me drinking so much ginseng ice tea
that I'd swear I've peed the orient in a sea
of energy rapidly siphoning me
If you could swim outside then you'd know what I found
I'll be the only one who cares in music I'll drown

microphone
stable bone
in this shaky
skeletone

Am I trading two lives for a million or million lives for two?
Oh yeah! a boo boo I forgot I am mathematically dyslexic
This vexing's hectic hexed and perplexed erect
Then wreck my own respect detected and then detached -a sec-
I need a mic check to forget and infect this
Outlet is getting worn and torn I tear and tear my hair from head
instead of red and blue my colors are sinking, sorry

TAKE SHELTER 'cause we're gonna explode (uh uh)
You know, we might implode
They're taking SHELTER and this is their last chance to grow eyes