Malibu Ken - Purple Moss lyrics

I talk like it hurts to talk
Mascot of Murphy's Law
From the claw game at the Walt Whitman mall
To the worst curb-cuts of the urban sprawl
To what stirs in the purple moss
Which world make a perp' less scurred
Of his quirks and flaws
Or make it okay to learn who you are no jury
Instead of all insecurity, no mercy
Every year his skin get thinner
You could almost see the
Abilify in his innards
If it's into the blood or
Back up through the gizzard
With a little bit of last night's dinner
Liver standby for the van by the river
Built ramps in the summer, tanned
Hides in the winter, anti-winner
Stare at the stars from an
Empire builder to anywhere far

Live from an empire builder empire builder
Live from an empire builder
Wildfire in the wilder'
Live from an empire builder empire builder
Live from an empire builder

I shake my fist at the very same gate
That I would've climbed up
Before I became lame
Now I just curse and pretend it's the same
Curse at a person who ain't do a thing
When everyone around you is surfing a wave
You a singular jerk in a circle of saints
Never mistook for a bird or a plane
Mistook for a hearse in the rain
Germ in a wound bit a few heads off a Hydra
Deadbeat friends in the lens of his Leica
Yikes when a stink-eye turn fire into ice
I would rather die on spikes
Before you ever take to a colony
Take note of your escape velocity
And watch odd folk not care who you are
From an empire builder to anywhere far

Live from an empire builder empire builder
Live from an empire builder hi-ho silver
Live from an empire builder empire builder
Live from an empire builder

Sultan of sublimation
Have you ever seen such evasion?
Work 'til he well done
Bacon or borderline burnt
The certified temper ensure a wide berth
Night king, wild Earth
Bite a hand with the serum
His old man haunt him, his own fam' fear him
His cold
Bad hands are attached to a breathing meat
That learned to roll weed with it's feet
Do not make me turn this car around
No sleep 'til the bars of Barbertown
Bar-Kays bump through a claw marked Arkham
Bars on the window, barbs in the jargon
Black armband, offsides on guard
Dark art marksman
March through the heartland
Dream of a chair in a yard
From an empire builder to anywhere far

Live from an empire builder empire builder
Live from an empire builder high pass filter
Live from an empire builder empire builder
Live from an empire builder