Don’ startany name
flippin’
pancake jive
Style don’
fit ya
Somebody got
taken upriver
by current
spreadin’
fas’ `nough
to bury
th' soul
deep in
words
spoken `n ripped
from my mouth
echoed back
as jibe
to a different
kingdom
than
before
So
give back
I say
words
not yours
Stay clean
unlike
the `publican whore
whose words
are paid for
but don’
come clean
cheap or silky
They lay
`n lurch
in desolate ruin
Occasion is
now
time is ripe
take `em back
all words
confiscated
Take `em
back I say
Now
or
never
mrp
