shoe of the chauffer

[Manslick]

music - give me a break
I know, but may I have some cake?
instead of your relentless juice?

sorry boy, you joined the core to be a star
and this is how we shine

give it time
have a bite of blues

and send your mind on down the road to mirror like glass water

working?

no, she said as I reached for the handle to unleash the trap door beneath my feet.

i need relief -
again
sorry son - it don't work this way
you aint paid the dues you owe

but sweet lord,
I have
i gave up all my dreams for quiet solitude
and this is what i get
dissonance in the form of human hum
low frequency monotone drone of never wavering village brood

yeah?
well, too bad boy - we need strong backs on the line
to rip this moon on to its thermocline
whether you like it or not, you're in this soup like a Christmas goose
though it's only holy Saturday
give it your best and don't hold it to the vest

oh my god - I'm found out
they know all my deepest desires
but turns out I'm no unique crier
I'm only a taxable asset to the whole of who they deem adorable

and when I finally saw the adorable i had to agree.
so sweet, the one who live on high and drive the milk gray porches.

while I shine the shoes of the chauffer.