When the Tooth-lined Horizon Blinks - Busdriver, Open Mike Eagle

All that we wanted

Were laws to defy

You can keep these streets

Me, I’ll take these skies

But all our beliefs

Turned out to be lies

So, blink me, blink me away from here

So, blink me, blink me away from here

(Tell em')

Blink, blink, blink, blink

Blink me, blink me away from here

Blink, blink, blink, blink

Blink me, blink me away from here

Sipping lukewarm water outta open grenades

Rocking a fresh Sam Kinison coat and beret

High School pep rally yelling vote for Bernade

Drowning my vocals in that broken delay (yyeeaahh!)

Let’s celebrate solitude, grand prize gold plated 'lectronic pocket

So cool when I swim all the Manatees die

I learned my cool tricks from Nick off of Family Ties

And so I’m leanin'

My crucifix earring gleaming

There’s cotton 'round the frame dream sequence

I talk real low like a genius (left alone)

Yeah, so don’t walk this direction

House party playing Twister on a autism spectrum

Dark poor and lazy

Till I dye my eyebrows like Martin Scorsese

And all of a sudden y’all respect my art form, crazy

Huh, who’d to thunk it?

Started a new food service called «Chicken and the Crumpets»

Saw ya moms and guitars sitting licking on the trumpets (oh)

Cause your mothers disgusting

All that we wanted

Were laws to defy

You can keep these streets

Me, I’ll take these skies

But all our beliefs

Turned out to be lies

So, blink me, blink me away from here

So, blink me, blink me away from here

(Tell em')

Blink, blink, blink, blink

Blink me, blink me away from here

Blink, blink, blink, blink

Blink me, blink me away from here

Feeling so inadequate on a stretch of Crescent heights

Those aren’t stars above me man, those are check your engine lights

And all of my fondest memories compressed to precious megabytes

So I mad to christ tabs

As I address heads on pikes

Everybody’s been sentenced to death in the computer lounge

My lady’s got serial numbers scrawled on her pubic mound

Dance crowds wearing death shrouds roaming in this music town

But another pollutants dissipate when I’m zonin'

My nigga it all makes sense when I’m zonin' (left alone)

And all my time is spent treating home studios like panic rooms

So rare and colorful pantaloons that turns into a pay day

Now I vay-cay in the Cameroons

I grew flowers in the sand and do

So on my face the camera zooms

But when the cloud of antimatter bloom

Was from a wasted afternoon those florists become fascist goons

Employers become fascist goons

Ya get me?

(na dude)

Treatin' my niggas like the rashest coons

Handed this rash with the plastic spoons, come on

Blink, blink, blink, blink

Blink me, blink me away from here…

(I mean sometimes I need

I really just wanna disappear)

All that we wanted

Were laws to defy

You can keep these streets

Me, I’ll take these skies

But all our beliefs

Turned out to be lies

So, blink me, blink me away from here

So, blink me, blink me away from here

(Tell em')

Blink, blink, blink, blink

Blink me, blink me away from here

Blink, blink, blink, blink

Blink me, blink me away from here