{An Hour Long Special}

Cutting into a kiwi Barely conscious Waiting on the devil to stir up a fight Once i take my first bite Since the eve of hanukkah Or the first night of I've lost count, now Isn't it awful Ought to get right up “Tell me, What have you?” Grain, for the brain and Broth for the bitter I feel in my throat, but It's just getting deeper Finally, i”m in the right place The race for the right (asleep at the left, Again, with the devil Again, with my head Still, there's all the more weakness in the world Than there's strength Geometric Echoes All that, and a can of beans? Look, I had a lot going on in there. Can you do four more days in? Probably–I mean. Great, I'll see you in there. Yeah, I guess. Enjoy your beans. yeah. You must shield your eyes from the Dead Mouse. Look at this. What in ThE FuCK Bye-bye. I'm telling you, this thing is NOT. OF. THIS. EARTH. What would you call that? ..I wouldn't hey , look. I need eight years. EIGHT MORE YEARS? Yeah. Well–how old will you be by then. Dead. Dead years old. Ftw– Over my dead body. MEANWHILE WAITER: Would you like some…Pepper. Mm…no. What, no pepper . No, no pepper. I stopped eating bananas for a year because of Skrillex; I can certainly stop eatting pepper. PeEPpPEERrRRr * What? Lets g0. Ok, I can't hang out with you guys anymore; you're too rich. There's no such thing There's no such thing as “too rich” Tha Davinci Code, Scene at one hour 41 minutes Blue-eyed savior… Old blockbuster Controversy Matrimony Same as always Blue-eyed savior Old time movie Another blockbuster, Controversy Conservative, Corrupt, Same as always It;s the last thing that you'd want to know But there you are, steady asking for it There's no such thing as me anymore (when there's no such thing as ‘Cree' anymore) What did you do this for The last thing you wanted to know But you still keep asking, asking Damn, he's beautiful How old is he Whose he married to? The standard round of questions The standard mode of transportation Transpose this, I hope Or translate it Wipe the slate clean? I haven't even eaten enough for today And it's already raining! Why are you complaining? Whyare you complaining? What are you complaining for Don't you are bring me a single tear Are we all not eachother? Aren't we all eachother? Are we all eachother? Drowned in the long monologiue along the opera Now left all alone, a spiral staircase Here I am, or here I come To waking Here I am, or here I was To dreaming [An Hour Long Special] Isn't it funny I havent thought of you, since I thought of you Follow the flower The ribbons of love And the flora of what was forgotten But not ‘I want one of those to play with' A big boy, With a big toy or a Big toy, With a nice tool Or a hot rod Or a hot tub You're late. I'm always late. WAKE UP. I'm ALWAYS up. Password. Fuck. I Forgot the password. Password: Flagship. Fuck. Yes. I did it. How How did you HOW DID YOU DO THIS. Do, what? I just– Good, I made it! Oh Good, you made it. Go ahead and swallow the bullet you wrote for your valentine Burn the letter you wrote to your God, Or just as likely mine Why I feel sick– I only had to die eleven times Lets get back to the daily routine I haven't been myself I've been everyone else between Queens and Manhattan This past week Lets get back to the daily routine Okay Poutine and a little ketchup, That's darkly dreaming Skelotons in my getup Lets get back to the daily routine again Shall we I've never even had champagne What a shame My life's all wrong It's a fucked up world and a fucked up song Lets get back to the part Where we all get along (That never happened) I just had this song in my head; And he's got a scope on the gun hidden camera, “you're alredy dead” A way new take on a way old song But i was just here And you were just there And I was just there And you were just here In my head I'm already dead I just had to check End of us Left to suffer {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©