yavis (fi) - i rise lyrics
test tube baby songs the father my brain the mother my mouth
my mouth is often open way too wide i let out flies
i hate abbreviation so i’m putting you asleep like a book bedside
i see every one as a beauty in a costume of a beast
be plain james waiting for you giant peach
playing hot potato with the mic slipping out of reach
on the beach since only dead fish swim downstream
and only the naive dare to dream
the one panning for gold from waterfalls
the one mounting rodeo horses in their stalls
waiting all year for a visit from santa claus
only to be told he’s your father in red clothes
so much goodness considered to be real
in front of your mental capacity you must kneel
still stretching around how you really feel
know you like your fast food hot
but taste is best when let simmer
don’t have to bag the ball but get it rolling to be a giver
when ideas are scarce milk leftover for what their worth… it’s a farce!
chorus:
i rise, when the bass line’s banging on to the beat
i rise as my baggy pants become my body
i rise, bit by bit by believing in me
i rise, breaking the borders that are bothering me
i’m not the company i keep i keep it cause i feel it
so why you pointing like i haven’t seen it
call yourself brawling daddies
still you gossip more then grannies
how can you keep the scene alive
if you’re k!lling it softly from the inside
and for those who desperately want to get in
it’s not worth gravelling
it’s the music not the ride on which were all travelling
chorus:
i rise, when the bass line’s banging on to the beat
i rise as my baggy pants become my body
i rise, bit by bit by believing in me
i rise, breaking the borders that are bothering me
i’m a little person but i’ve got my good traits
seeming you sn+tch this hook like a fish to bates
attitude tight like that sat+rday night suit on travolta
making moves like a poltergeist
dangerous as anything wisely organized
how to get more for less, oh how to get more for less
leftovers can be fresh toss ’em around to make as mess
not in you face but near it, in you ear so hear it!
curse any verse which words you can’t nurse
nurse the words that won’t fit any other verse
decide whether to rise from dust or become it
if perfection catches up you better out run it
doing good words that won’t fit any other verse
decide whether to rise from dust or become it
if perfection catches up you better out run it
doing good make sure your next deed outdoes it
weeding you opinions when they produce runners
is like clipping the edges off bills of a hundreds
a like to your health and one for your wealth
quench you thirst first then drink for pleasure
unravel the pleasure of metaphor then rhyme for leisure
that chip on your shoulder out weighs your body weight
so you’re late to watch the herds flock in at night
after ruminating one straw all day with all their might
and everyone’s asking could my time be now
trampling like cows
but where’s the milk to offer, cause that’s where i bathe
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