Busdriver - Befriend The Friendless Friendster lyrics
[Busdriver - Befriend The Friendless Friendster lyrics]
And not refer to rap monikers and astronomers
And be fun-loving
I'll give you roses, about one dozen
Everyone one at this party is
So dumb and aloof
But, you pry open closed minds like a sunroof
And you're interplanetary
And they're hindered while you're
Candid and carefree
Your impression of that political figure
Was done with cynical vigor
And it was so fucking funny
You're a conduit of impromptu skit's
If your karma's bad, you need to disrobe
That armor-clad xenophobe that resides
In your innards before you die and wither
Your inner playground's full of cobwebs
But, I'll help you reach
That obtainable godhead
Through Tai Chi stretching
And improvised rapping
So what if the posh are wed to the idea
That we're bastardized and crossbred?
They can't hint the live acts' whim
Or synthesize the vaccine (yeah)
They await the star's hardened prick
And his guitar pick made of arsenic
Oh, but my sardonic wit goes far beyond it
Let's forget the rock-star ethos
And go to the underground celebrity roast
And make some friends and forsake the trends
We'll throw rocks at tanks
Erase the programs leave the robots blank
And curb the spending habit's
Through serendipity
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends
(You know, sometimes, when I'm trying
To make friends, um, people don't want to be
My friends, but I'm really, like, insistent
And just aggressive about it, but
Maybe I'm supposed to work it out)
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends, make friends
(Anyways, here's a story about it
Check it out! Ay)
Is it all-ages or 21-and-over?
Because Miss Honey Bun is older
Than a preteen TV screen
I suggest let's run with the
Sun at our shoulders
I have money in my gun holster
And several drink tickets
But by the end of our interaction
You'll probably think I need to
Pay a shrink a visit
'Cause tonight I'll treat you like girl meat
Dressed in a sesame seed bun
Asking you and your home girl if
You're interested in a threesome
But, I'm out of line
'Cause you're an under-sexed lady cop
But, you rubbernecked when I came in the spot
I gave you enough respect or maybe not
You're the cashier at Wal-Mart
Kissing the traveling man
I'll give you a pap smear a la carte
In our 15 passenger van at my show
The ephemeral girlfriend with extra baby fat
Courted by the LA megalomaniac
And you're much more friendly than
The rats I know
They await the star's hardened prick
And his guitar pick made of arsenic
But my sardonic wit goes far beyond it
Let's forget the rock-star ethos
And go to the underground celebrity roast
And make some friends and forsake the trends
We'll throw rocks at tanks
Erase the programs leave the robots blank
And curb the spending habit's
Through serendipity
I tried to foster a newfound love
That a kiss led to, oh how I misread you
And I just tried to be the downest homie
But our friendship was short-lived
You weren't supportive
And saw I had a speech
Impediment like Pork Pig
But to say we can't be friends is not so
We can go to a Hip-Hop show and join arms
In unison at the soy farm
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends let's make friends
Let's make friends
Let's make friends, make friends
They await the star's hardened prick
And his guitar pick made of arsenic
But my sardonic wit goes far beyond it
Let's forget the rock-star ethos
And go to the underground celebrity roast
And make some friends and forsake the trends
We'll throw rocks at tanks
Erase the programs leave the robots blank
And curb the spending habit's
Through serendipity