Y'know I got a girl but, still Hit the block around twenty to nine Checkin' my girl but then I see this girl lookin' fine, so I Asked her if she wouldn
Well I know you heard about girl how I like to When I do my thing when I'm in the mood And if you want girl we can freak, on that dirty week Girl I think
to live on an abstract plain I could sit on the roof On top of that abstract house See my abstract view An abstract mouse I want to live on an abstract
(Voor zover ik (Daniel) weet is deze tekst door Def P. zelf opgestuurd naar Ewout) Abstract en met tact heb ik een stijl gepakt en verkapt en vertakt
We shape the future, we rape the world Fallen icons left to burn The depiction of a naked deformity Another long lost tragedy The man in the moon is
movin', yes I'm groovin' 'cuz my mouth is on the motor Use the coast in the mornin' to avoid the funky odor Can't help bein' funky, I'm the funky abstract
Help me, I am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon I am dancing sacrilegiously o' the sound of infectious tunes There is no sunset, is
Yep! That ATUY2K, here. Up and do it on my mass men affiliates. Now, vibes. You like that? All we gotta do is Record the song and tweak the mix Compile
Abstract sun, you're the Sanskrit in my book Dominion, innocence and pride you took As a god, I drink the beauty with my eyes As a man, I do become what
[by Edgar Allen Poe] Lo! 'tis agala night Within the lonesome latter years! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in
Deathly hatred of life Life with a hatred of death Ritualistic slaughter of good Unrelenting torture BRIDGE Condemnation, a raging fire Eternal damnation
could feel it coming Like a train wreck, rumbling off the tracks With every ounce of strength I strain to pay back that dirty money And the fortune abstract
Oh great shapes, you deserve this torture. Oh great shapes you deserve this. Let's end this conversation. You've been so frustrated. Get on the floor.
Most of the men here will die but we are all the ones the constellations will guide through the night while you sleep So we will leave as a fleet, but
We fell asleep in arms that fondled our teeth and sold them off to thieves Now we sell ourselves around Only time will tell if stories like these will
Pull me from the gallows of this fiber-optic nation I cannot compute why we celebrate this mediocrity Just let me download my latest update right now
Get me off, whatever your on, Or decided to be yourself, Let go of my beliefs, Fought for my doses, And come into my dreams as this dies, I'll only ever