Ugly Duckling - The Pike lyrics
[Ugly Duckling - The Pike lyrics]
A trapper folder hold a myth
When set adrift down to the doldrums
Known as Skinny Bones Jones by my lonesome
I couldn't seem to stick with
The clique that was in
And I assumed you where suppose to
Be a friend of them (Then again)
The Pulitzer Prize wasn't awarded for
The binding on the book
So I took an in depth look
And the walls came crumbling down
As they would bask
In the sunlamp light of love
Wearing a smiling mask
It seemed this mislead being
I came to the conclusion
You've got to be hollow to
Follow a cool illusion
When your a tag along too
Long you become a vagabond
Singing an Elton John sad song
So I choose to be Ugly, regardless
Of what the people in the
Pike wanted me to be
Cause it carries over when your
Spirit is never sober you can't get off the
Ground like Super Grover
I see rappers with cash stacks, gats
And pimp hats
Wearing shiny matching outfit's with the
Logo on their chain
Overweight to muscular, stripper, hustler
Marketing schemes with b ball
Teams to street gangs
Where's the ref? This is WWF
An act, a charade they perform to get paid
But they're sure to keep
Their mouth Listerine clean
When they talk to Mean Gene
On the television screen scene
In a small stream we splish
Splash and won't sustain whiplash!
While crowding into the main lane where
Many strain to gain fame
Shifting like a solar panel
Changing with the Weather Channel
Hop in the train, but reach the last stop
And some become poltergeist
(Nowhere to be seen)
That's why I trust only in Christ
I'm not trekking at the treadmill pace
Running mile after mile ending up
In the same place it's time to move over
Leaving behind the grind and the setbacks
I let tracks be my jet packs
Believe it or not, I'm walking on air
If I'm called weird and not
Cheered I don't care i take flight
(Take flight) I take flight (Alright)
(Einstein scratches and cuts "Okay!")
The ship's finished!
"Let's hear it for the goods guys!"
"Let's hear it for the bad guys!"
When set adrift down to the doldrums
Known as Skinny Bones Jones by my lonesome
I couldn't seem to stick with
The clique that was in
And I assumed you where suppose to
Be a friend of them (Then again)
The Pulitzer Prize wasn't awarded for
The binding on the book
So I took an in depth look
And the walls came crumbling down
As they would bask
In the sunlamp light of love
Wearing a smiling mask
It seemed this mislead being
I came to the conclusion
You've got to be hollow to
Follow a cool illusion
When your a tag along too
Long you become a vagabond
Singing an Elton John sad song
So I choose to be Ugly, regardless
Of what the people in the
Pike wanted me to be
Cause it carries over when your
Spirit is never sober you can't get off the
Ground like Super Grover
I see rappers with cash stacks, gats
And pimp hats
Wearing shiny matching outfit's with the
Logo on their chain
Overweight to muscular, stripper, hustler
Marketing schemes with b ball
Teams to street gangs
Where's the ref? This is WWF
An act, a charade they perform to get paid
But they're sure to keep
Their mouth Listerine clean
When they talk to Mean Gene
On the television screen scene
In a small stream we splish
Splash and won't sustain whiplash!
While crowding into the main lane where
Many strain to gain fame
Shifting like a solar panel
Changing with the Weather Channel
Hop in the train, but reach the last stop
And some become poltergeist
(Nowhere to be seen)
That's why I trust only in Christ
I'm not trekking at the treadmill pace
Running mile after mile ending up
In the same place it's time to move over
Leaving behind the grind and the setbacks
I let tracks be my jet packs
Believe it or not, I'm walking on air
If I'm called weird and not
Cheered I don't care i take flight
(Take flight) I take flight (Alright)
(Einstein scratches and cuts "Okay!")
The ship's finished!
"Let's hear it for the goods guys!"
"Let's hear it for the bad guys!"