“All right, we’re gonna do a little number for you. But remember we’re a bit rusty, so bear with us, just like the old days (alright). Maestro —”
V1 — Ideal Life
Did it happen yet ?
Last laughin’ yet ?
Cinderella elegant, dinner napkin set ?
How’d did your manhunt go ?
did you drag a net
Do you play Cop and Crook ?
on his flashy jet
What about your roots ?
which block you planted at
Do you grill up steak
with neighbors ?
on a swanky deck
Spring grass, white picket and a bassinet ?
Will you raise another life ?
before your casket is sent
What about your full potential ?
Do you have respect ?
Are you working with a purpose
‘cause you’re passionate ?
Can you have your cake and eat it ?
Marie Antoinette
What’s the answer to those questions ?
Are you happy yet ?
V2 — Real Life
Unhappily ever after
Ever-lasting fret
The British bloke is a joke
and a bastard wretch
The antithesis of how
Harry and Sally met
Kamikaze aircraft
and you can’t eject
Moving fast, I bet
It’s been a clash of debt
On intermittent Fridays ? you
cash a check
Seldom deposit savings
after hashing rent
You need a hammock made of money
to relax and stretch
Can the past reset ?
Are you passed regret ?
When it comes to the journey
you’re lacking sweat
At the rear of your ears
they’re rather wet
Still in the woods
but you didn’t think pack a tent
Epilogue
Your dam spilleth over
a crack in your Oroville
Don’t take naps
you collapse from the overkill
Ideal Life — meets — Real Life
makes Surreal Life
Crossover event
document how you feel at night
20 FEB 2017 | Copyright © B. Yee
Lyrics from the album, Where Wolves Lie, 2017, by BMEDD & Shinobi