Contrapuntal Testo

The feeling of aliveness
Can't say I've ever been uninspired or resorted to ass kissin'
Even when my sammich had the bigger half missin'
My advice for life would be to laugh and listen
Simple hillbilly in the city like Jack Whitten
Tryna barter at Guitar Center
Sixteen bars is warm dinner
Born sinner and saint
Victor used blood for paint
Abuse in my drank Trauma my cup
Diploma my gut
Burnin' bush out front (Burnin' bush)
Long day for Lone Wolf and Cub
Another long day, long day

Hey, hey-we-o (I am a cowboy in the boat of rock, I am a cowboy in the boat of rock)
Fly away, fly away (I am a cowboy in the boat of rock)
Black Orpheus
Oh, you feel me though?

Nameless expansion of pain becamе en vogue to the insanе
Dizzying dreams of falling
The audience refrains from applauding
Cat calling, God felt odd this morning
Gone commando
You were taught to make such nice noises on the piano
In San Fernando, spared by eloquence
Euripides and the usual embellishments
Admittedly, we was feedin' em They hated me for not needin' em
Strongly worded letter to Mammon
Combination of grace and careless abandon
Has been a most effective strategy
Tattling, what did that actually cost 'em
Flowers' duty is to blossom (Flowers' duty is to blossom)
Flowers' duty is to blossom
To be beautiful