There are no lyrics to this song as it is instramental.
(instrumental)
check one] My life's not right [check two] My life's not right [check three] Are you ready? [El-P] (you know this was supposed to be for my album though...?) [Vast
invented myself; I have created myself; I am just a form of dream English, words stretched with skin and fear. From my eyes in my skull my father observes this immense and kaleidoscopic dream
Ladies and Gentlemen... The President of the United States! "Fella Americans...Doot, Doot, Doot..." He's been sick!--Doot! Doot! And I think his wife
From the top of the towers, you could see past the narrows Past our lady of the harbor to the broad, open sea See the curve of the earth on the vast,
black (drums) Billy mundi (drums) Roy estrada (bass) Don preston (keyboards) Bunk gardner (woodwinds) Motorhead sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone) Ladies
of thought The cloud muralist My pen is like a quick clean scalpel I [?] to dream clap you Rap example of Sistine Chapel I'm schizophrenic Leprochan crazy I make [?] robot ladies
Ladies & Gentelmen . . . the PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES! Fella Americans . . . DOOT, DOOT, DOOT . . . DOOT . . . He's been sick. DOO-OO-OOT . . .
user to a new email message.) "I did not have sexual relations with that woman." - PRESIDENT BILL CLINTON "This vast right-wing conspiracy conspiring against my husband." - FIRST LADY
[Slug] Where those two walls and that ceiling meet Where you'll be peeling me from when the dreams become abilities The trilogy of growth, I'm at the
