1. |
True Enough
03:15
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Verse 1
So the self is an illusion huh
So, What is it I’m proving? huh
If dysfunction / was a function
I could finally / do something
If then this that
Cause effect mishap
Or on purpose
The universe telling you
You’re everything
But everything’s a circus---
Nothing’s really earnest,
Chillin in the furnace
You got thicker epidermis than you think
Immatureness of a Saint
Don’t concern us with Copernicus---
And Galilaaa---
Looking for that pearly gate
Tunnel vision what you made
Goddamn…
Verse 2
DAMN DAMN,
DUALITY OF MAN,
Effecting attention
Span, span
Authorship of thoughts
You’re not
That shit’s a sham, sham,
Punching holes in the plots
You know that is my jam--
You shouldn’t shoot the messenger
But what about the mascot
Yo, keep it classy
And choke me with an ascot, whoa
And yeah I know my words
Put me in a bad spot
Can’t convey what’s in my mind
I can only show you snapshots---
And that’s a recipe
for thinking I’m a crackpot
Yo,
Que Sera Sera
La dee da dee da
I can not be bo-thered
By any of that finicky energy
Want it all…
My vicinity is Lightness
My vicinity is darkness
Ebony and ivory and me
Syzygy
For the smart kids---
Verse 3
I took what used to be
the product of my stress
and ripped it off my Breast plate
post haste
Yo
Perspective ain’t icing on the cake
It’s a file that you bake in, for breaking out the matrix.
Comeer - Here—- take this….
you know....adlib
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2. |
Good Great Wonderful
03:11
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Wake up in morning
and I’m feeling kinda groggy
Walking like a zombie
to the kitchen for some coffee.
Once I got that in me though
I feel like no one stop me
No matter how hard they try
Hard core like Semper Fi
And sure three hours later
I feel like I fucking died
But that’s called sacrifice
Do what we do to get by
We all got that alike-
I mean if you can hear this
must be that you’re still alive
Must be doin’ somthin’ right, right?
Yeah-
I feel good
I feel great
I feel wonderful
Yeah…just wonderful
You know it's ScareCrow LoFi
Don’t make it complex
No stress all smiley-
I’m taking baby steps
like my name’s Bobby Wylie -
I’m talking Ram Das
Maharajie
Type of thoughts B (be)
All over the map-
I’m doing it fully strapped with my
Mushroom caps-
You can call me Mario
The way I power up from that
No rabbits out any hats
What is real? this is that.
Mass appeals not my bag
I do this for myself,
until I get toe tagged
Hard come, easy go,
Might wanna denote that.
I feel good
I feel great
I feel wonderful
Yeah…just wonderful
Tryin’ not to be so smitten
With kerfuffle’s right now
I’m taking that peace route
You fittin’ to get in trouble
With that furrowed brow-
Bro, yo, relax-
Why you speaking in all CAPS
OK Moby Dick-
I know the feistier in the fish
The more you gotta give it slack
But you also run the risk
Of never reeling it back
I guess I’m OK with that.
Letting bygones be gone
Living life like a cicada
Dormant for forever
Collecting that raw data
It’s a good day to say
I feel good
I feel great
I feel wonderful
Yeah…just wonderful...
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3. |
No Gusto Master
02:39
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The polar opposite of manic, damnit
Twisted up like judo
Red tint panoramic vision
Like I’m Bulto
Bloodsucking world
Like my last name’s Hugo,
You scared?
Where did you go?
Running to your tea leaves and pseudo.
Tipping’ toes past
That Primrose path
Hell hath no fury like a light
snuffed out puffed out
Hands cuffed by the world’s cub scouts
Life’s impossible to live without doubts
Certain routes lead to lollipops
Other’s brussel sprouts
To Hell with yawl
I eat my veggies and I’m out….
Nails on my chin reminiscing about never was
Idle hands idle plans what the devil does
You can call me Beelzebub
Moon shadow paranoia
Turning hippies into radicals
Try to free my mind and that shit went on sabbatical.
Take a big bite above the clavicle chow chow chow
Yeah, I’m an animal now.
It’s the truth and you’ll never know how---
Scour the globe for the power I hold no luck
Come back take a bow.
Yeah I’m on the grind for umpthteen time
As seen in the gleam in the eye of a mainstream pariah
Can’t lie I’m not the Messiah
Who can deny I spit straight fire, though
So sick mo slick than a fire pole. I don’t know....
It’s funny now that I got
just a little bit of gray hair
I’m seeing that the world
is like a great big daycare ---
Man,
What does that even mean?
Are you just trying
to be provocative?
Cuz I can understand
How a passion for words
Could amass to a surge
of discursive verbs
That are aimed at the herd
But that’s for the birds
You always getting fussy
When I point that crap out
Playing jack Lemon
To my Walter Matthau
An odd way to tussle
But it somehow work out
I’ll take care of the thesis
You worry bout the word count
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4. |
Don't Speak
02:05
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(Intro) Don’t Speak.
Don’t speak don’t speak don’t speak
don’t speak don’t speak don’t speak
Verse 1
I was quiet at my Uncle Jim’s funeral
Had a chance to speak but couldn’t do it
typical.
Loquacious on the mic
but when it matters I am pitiful—
Same thing when my dad died
didn’t say word
Put his ashes in the river
And just stood there—
And watched the water wash away
Like he was never put there—
Frog in my gullet it’s genetics I think
How I’m always choking up
Whenever I am on the brink
always throwing kitchen sinks
so I don’t really have to think—
Trying to carve a little bit of solace
In a world that doesn’t promise
you a goddamn thing.
Not a thing.
Verse 2
I don’t wanna live forever
I just wanna live better
Be Honest with myself
Stop tryna be clever—
Thought I had the worlds address
But I don’t even know the weather.
Couldn’t see the plain sign that maybe
I should find a sweater—
Pile on the pressure when I realize
that I am the oppressor—
Never know what you control
Until you untether
put it back together
But be careful
What you measure—
I’m the sum of my parts
And I ain’t letting
Weak moments
Tell me I am any lessor
World I surrender
Cut me open with a feather
I bleed…
But Don’t speak…
Don’t speak, don’t speak.
Don’t speak, don’t speak.
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5. |
Rain Holder
01:53
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I don’t know about you but when I’m in the rain I feel I’m floatin’
Can’t contain ways I emote when I am soaked in Mother Nature
Head to toe, let go ego and revel in the present moment,
and hold it, like the precious thing that it be, existence is transitory,
and the sooner you get that, sooner you’re free.
and the sooner you admit there no guarantees
I bet you be cuttin’ a rug like me……….(like me like me like me….)
life is just a long conversation you can choose to love,
you can choose to hate when
all the chips fall down you can pick’em back up
or you can kick’em around.
moving in the rain I’m
Dancing is just like life my friend,
Be in the moment don’t rush to the end.
Imma follow philosophies of a different kind of Zen
and abandon any prophecy that tell me where I’m gonna go,
I tell you I don’t wanna know, label me a radical iconoclast
but a predicable future is already the past
so Imma pass on that,
sick and tired of people telling me to ¬walk this path
and to walk this fast and to talk a little slower like the people in a casket, sentimental sucker but always I try to mask it --- yo
Imma be the Pied Piper to my own accord
I want more than a platitude, or Imma give you attitude
or better yet, never mind
Imma go and dance in the rain for a short time. Bye.
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6. |
Trust Falls
01:17
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It’s ScareCrow Joe
What do I know,
not lot, and wouldn’t you know
Got pretty good hops
But can’t make a layup
Story of my life
I of got half of the make of a man with a plan
And a means to do it, the guts to go through it
What if I fail?
Don’t prevail?
Spinning my wheels
in a convalescent jail
Thinking about what coulda been
If I woulda befriended myself
Took care of my health, — yeah
Focused on my goals
and put the rest up on the shelf
Awe hell, awe hell
But variety’s so spicy
I just gotta have a taste!
I just gotta fill my plate!
Even if half of it fake I want to feel it for myself
So surreal I cannot help but get entranced
In this expansive simulated heaven/hell
————
What did I do to deserve this
Oh yeah, I forgot, I was born,
And that’s all it takes to reincarnate
What’s heartache and ecstasy
Boredom and the bliss
got one of em in each first
Always testing my own chin
Throwing caution to the sky
Trust Falls for the win…Die...
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