SAGE FRANCIS - CLIMB TREES Lyrics

Sun set and sun rise i'm my own personal light showFlipping switches...moving from basin bottoms to plateausThe earth...manipulates itself beneath meI stand still...stagnate. can't kill...this lagged stateLife...manipulates itself around me, but i'm dead stillUpright...but dead stillWord is still born...i will not stoop to the level of the stoop that y'all chill onIf the building's boarded up and the children of the corn-er liquor store don't want to kick it no more...Because holes have filled the wall, sneakers are scuffed & toes have become soreI saw y'all walk from the hood of tough luckYeah, if these walls could talk they wouldn't shut the fuck upJump in your pick up truck. drive from the mountain rangeCash the chips in on your shoulder, cut your losses, die young, count the changeHow strange...you think these clouds look lovely?Smoke signals...manipulate themselves above meNo symbols...are below me enough to overlookI know you read my every move, i wrote the bookMind not the blemishes that are on my premise. endlessness is my "to be continued..."Notice the nervousness in my footnotes when being interviewedShaking uncontrollably. "how you doing?" "not bad...how about you?"Brought it right back to me like "what've you been up to?"I don't talk to freaks. i even ignore my neighbors who live down the stairsI walk the streets. and they don't know that i'm famous in 2000 yearsSo i say shit loud in their ears and i spit a wretched verse in their face...Disrespecting their personal spaceIn a split second, curtains and drapes get closedThey think they've shut me out, but i can see their ugly mouth in the shape of "o"sI'd break their windows with a stone that has a note attatchedThat says "i hate jim crow, and here's a poem to let you know the haps:""i've got a golden axe and i chop cherry trees downDead to this world. bury me now."I am from a distant place that sits and waits for my belated time to comeBut its too late i've missed my fate. i "f" with the deaf, blind and dumbMy father taught me one thing...how to fire a gunI don't bother...this is survival for funI have become the most sinister sin city slickerCynical dim witted trixterCritical shit grinning hipsterWhisper...to my earhole...tell me not to be fearfulBe carefulNot to make any...sudden...movementsShow me your sole...i like to study shoe printsYou've stepped to me before! i can recognize them stubby toes!I left them guys with bloody clothes. for a second time...nobody knowsThe pain i've seen. nobody knows the pain i've seenNobody knows why i've got a bloody nose or how they made it bleedChorus:Climb trees...go out on a limbTo find me...forget about himForget about hymns...what are those psalms that you singWhat are those songs that are in your head echoing...I am not here to make a change. i break chainsI break dance moves and move strange--Strange famous is infamous for inflammatory mission statementsLiving in basements with subterranean secret service agentsWith little patience. a pediatrician who hate kidsWomen's lib is getting choked to death by their own baby bibsBaby, did you know i love women who hate mankind?I talk about it all the damn time....keep it comin' huh!!!I hate menYeah this conversation is mine. i own all the stock in boring small talk,And i've trade marked this facial expression called the "gawk."So fuck off. i dis functions souped by ninjas and hockey fightsWhile discussion groups infringe upon my copyrightsAll them bitches want me tonight...i've been so great and respectfulThey only get salty when i bend them into the shape of a pretzelI make them flexible when i break their schedule. it only got hard...When i asked 'em politely not to fight me and to give up.(i think he says 'their')..godDamn...this is easier than i thought it would beThey'll attend any party and not fight it as long as they're invited cordiallyUnfortunately, i've only got so many hundred openingsBut talk to me, i want to take you all under my broken wingsWho's the right man for the job?!Put up your hands y'all because i'm not tall enough to stand up to godWho's the right woman?! throw up one hand...and wave it now