Sarah McLachlan

(Spose)

Show don't tell

They’ll never say way to go, they'll just say go to hell

Never ever let your cranium swole

You’ve got to keep your ego, under control

I know even though you think you got that ****** crack ********t

Don’t act it, that's wackness, put in practice

Let your rhymes speak, bragging about a dime piece

Or time piece child please be sensible

‘cause lying's indefensible

Bull********t’s detectable

We all got noses

Even if what you admit is reprehensible

You will be respectable just because you told it

I'll never say protect your neck

‘cause truthfully I’m more Beck than Inspectah Deck

You've got to come original on your etch-a-sketch

Or get shaken up then left next to death

In other words if you wanna be a folk hero

And they're all selling lemonade, sell Coke Zero

Do something different, when you rap stuff

And hold on, prepare to blast off

But don't get gassed up like electric cars, or be after last call spitting empty bars

Because anyone who has time to envy ours is probably all talk like NPR

If you burn all your bridges, ********t is looking destitute

Build tunnels to exit through, don't think with ********s

If you want your homey dead, keep him texting you

Keep your friends near, keep your foes right next to you

I'll tell you what Jay-Z told me

“Hoes will get you sidetracked then clapped from close feet”

Distracted from tasks by ass i know it's tight

But you could lose money, time, even your life

Plus ********es are crazy......moving on

I hate political rappers more than i do Lebron

I've been a Celtics fan for super long

So keep Chechnya rebels out of your stupid songs

Go be a columnist, go be a novelist

Like a rap a song is a solution to all of it

Yeah Obama's heard of Common but I doubt Michelle Bachmann has got Pac in her Walkman

It's Sarah McLachlan

Sarah McLachlan

Sarah McLachlan

It’s Paula Cole and Sarah McLachlan

It’s Edwin McCain and Sarah McLachlan

It’s Joan O********ourne and Sarah McLachlan

It’s Joan O********ourne and Sarah McLachlan

Sarah McLachlan

It’s ******* Paula Cole and Sarah McLachlan

(spoken, with echoes)

The sea living, beautiful and life giving, seems as you ride to be everywhere about you

Behind, before, around

Now it rises like a lake, gemmed with islands and embosomed with rich swells of woodlands, now you catch a peep of it with your right hand among tufts of oak and maple, and along it spreads on your left to a majestic sheet of silver among rocky shores hung with dark pines, hemlocks, and spruces

Harriet Beacher Stowe, Letter from Maine 1852