Do This My Way

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I be the first ever

Asian astronaut, blastin' off, castin' off

The ties that bind like a smashed guitar

Rode a mastodon out

Jurassic Park

Chased by a fan in a

Tyrannosaur mask, travel the traffic cop

Past the spot where the ostrich got across for the ocelot

What I couldn't of bought'

Cos they wouldn't a popped y'all just for me to cop it one

So I had to be up,

I'm going gradually up

Into the galaxy bus until

I can't feel my lungs

I pass the family up,

I see an enemy's bus

Saw the anatomy up,

I catch the ballerinas

Now I was walkin' down this one block, didn't hear a gun shot

Smellin' hell or nature, pickin' fruit off of a kumquat

Tree another day up in this life under the sunspot

Light upon my inner vision searchin' for an answer

Heriditary, man-in-glory, days of the missile fury inventory took

And whileI raiseRain began to fall from the verbal dance

I did amaze all the natives

And the ladies said, "You're crazy, would you love to have my baby?"

And I plays with the chief of the

Mahicans and theSheikhAnd traveled everywhere from

Delaware way up toMozambique

Was givin' praise with the deacon at the steeple

Spirit-seekin' on the weekend with a tea can and a pair of old shades

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical thing

When I can do it my way and shootin' no blanks

I just refute what you think, a quite unusual thing

Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we aims to be

The venomist, instrumentalist, syllabal-mystic man traveler

Skippin' through the brakes on aWednesday into a city plaza

Tryin' to make it 20 out of 15 pennies on the after

The cold-hearted world creepin' on my destiny like salamanders

Enchanters 'cos I run their goose and I be the gander

Cleanin' out the digestive tract of hip-hop like cranberries

Shinin' like amber, all of the children told me,

"Damn you're anAnswer to our ears and deadly threat that's posed by cancer"

On prancer, on comet, on cupid,

I'm SantaGot more flow than Flo Jo, while

I laugh ho ho ho, got jo jo dancer Punchlines,

I'm a crunch time Casper, and a one-time champion for it

A hundred lifetimes in the hereafter, and for the reincarnation transform

What the heck I'll come back for it

Gotta handle chores now, and discuss all of that with

God afterwards

We goin' bobsled off the Himalayas with the bottle of bobs

In a big ol' box full of the latest compilations

And then we won't stop til we hit the Appalachians

To the Bullets Bargain Basement then 'cross the Baltic ocean basin

Then ride 'cross that Oakland night bridge

A drop deposit in the drop embankment

Makin' cakes that taste like TecrineBakin' ex-potatoes, raisins, plantains,

M and M's, peanuts, grape juice

I'm savin' my pay checks to get my plane fixed why's that

We goin' fly all night, stop the propellers and

Jump out of the side with umbrellas and

Let's make them all night the caterpillars that

Take us to the top the Himalayas

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical thing

When I can do it my way and shootin' no blanks

I just refute what you think, a quite unusual thing

Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we aims

A lot of people follow Saba fellow and tolerate indeed

About to lead 'em all to battle upon the bottom of the beat

And plant a seed of thought that sproutin'

Like a balance like a teeter-totter

Seen a lot of freedom down the feat amount to beat the drama

He began to dis until the nurse, the passengers had grabbed his shirts

And nothin' happened assured the captain and the person

But the pressure had expanded, and inertia burst, the cabin burst

And all 'em burgers, blankets, rations, animals and drinks, they flew out

Fleets a lots of man, climb upon the wall like Peter Parker

Meeter of the creed of darker regions, darker seasons

These are not the reasons for the grief and now proceed to outer-reaches

How to keep styles from seepin' outta me

They flew out the fuselage had blew in time

It stupid to have the attitude

When you would dive into the ground

Now if you'd have thought of suicide

If you would try but you would tie

A parachute onto a slide

And took a dive, now who's alive?

It's such a beautiful thing, this musical thing

When I can do it my way and shootin' no blanks

I just refute what you think, a quite unusual thing

Yes it's a mutual thing 'cos it's the root of all things and we end