Puppets - Mike's Dead

Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words When you've finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen And the work it was fun Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words Many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some say it was Greenland and some say Mexico Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could

When you first saw You should've known There was no more Than what was shown The way the flowers Will bloom at night The fancy thinkin' That makes it right What you see is what I am Take a look, at the invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see From purple flowers Shoot silver sparks In solid air They make their mark Across the room Before they fall Through the eyes Of antique dolls Take a look at what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see The dusty book That no one reads The pages torn The letters read Upon the cover These words are penned Please go away Don't come again Oh what you see is what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see So take a look at what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see So take a look at what I am You're looking through an invisible man Satisfaction cannot be guaranteed When you don't know just what you see

And when I wake up in the morning To feel the daybreak on my face There's a blood that's flowin' through the feeling With a knife to open up the sky's veins Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change And when I shoulda been gone a long time Laughs and says, I find ways Just when we're sheltered under paper The rockets come at us sideways Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change Hey, I'm blind Good, fine Roll the time On whose dime And when I wake up in the morning To feel the daybreak on my face There's a blood that's flowin' through the ceiling With a knife to open up the sky's veins Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change Some things will never change They stand there looking backwards Half unconscious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that will never change

Aye Aye, aye, aye, aye Bitch niggas every where, ain't hard to find 'em Niggas ride dick so these niggas can sign 'em You got a whole lot of bitches behind you (Bitch) I got a whole lotta riches behind me (Bitch) Niggas said that they bosses, but really they puppets This rappin' shit got niggas thinkin' they thuggin' He said he my dog, but really is fuck him She think we together, but I just be fuckin' Yo ass is fat, bitch I wish it was ten of you Rapping shit blowin' up they head like a inner tube Seen yo lil comment, but what is you finna do Not with the back and forth shit, I won't mention you You know you a pussy, you gotta be kiddin' (Pussy) That wanna be gangsta shit really is fittin' you It ain't shit, drop a few racks and get rid of you I like a yellow bad bitch, call her pikachu Broke a few hearts, and I never said sorry Can't fuck with these broke boys, like my name was cardi That baby ain't mine better take it to Maury I'm smooth on these bitches, they call me Mike Lowry Brodie hand me a wood, this bitch working my nerve We know what it is, nigga fuck what you heard (Fuck what you heard) I need about 6, lemme know what's the word (What's the word) I get high as fuck and I fly with the birds You suck on these bitches, yo ass a Mclovin' I whip out my dick, and she kiss it and rub it I pulled down her pants, and I slap it and fuck it I'm rolling up Mcdonald's nuggets and burgers If he take more than get, kick his ass to the curb Give me head while I'm driving, bitch making me swerve That shit was fucked up, but it could of been worse Yea I play it cool but it ain't just a purse (Bitch niggas every where, ain't hard to find 'em Niggas ride dick so these niggas can sign 'em You got a whole lot of bitches behind you I got a whole lotta riches behind me Niggas said that they bosses, but really they puppets This rappin' shit got niggas thinkin' they thuggin' He said he my dog, but really is fuck him She think we together, but I just be fuckin') Keep yo hoe from 'round me, that ho getting flipped These niggas lyin', they just good at the lip (They just good at the lip) I stuck with my brothers like Tiny and Tim I'm smokin' good gas, they thought I let it rip Every body smoke nuggets, but look what I started My prices be stuck, I ain't doing no bargains I'm laughin' like I'm at the crib watchin' Martin I point, they attack I ain't doing no bargains Had to run this shit up with my siblings and madre Grew up with no father, grew up with no padre I just got this shit Tuesday, I get it gone Friday All gas no brakes, like I'm on the highway Drop a bag on 'em, but his broke ass can't I promise this shit ain't gon' go like you think Your RX fake, and yo weed don't stank I'm rockin' white tee's on the block like Hank (Bitch niggas every where, ain't hard to find 'em Niggas ride dick so these niggas can sign 'em You got a whole lot of bitches behind you I got a whole lotta riches behind me Niggas said that they bosses, but really they puppets This rappin' shit got niggas thinkin' they thuggin' He said he my dog, but really is fuck him She think we together, but I just be fuckin')

She came without a farthing A babe without a name So much ado about nothing Is what she'd try to say So much ado, my lover So many games we played Through every fleeted Summer Through every precious day All dead, all dead All the dreams we had And I wonder why I still live on All dead, all dead And alone, I'm spared My sweeter half instead All dead and gone All dead All dead, all dead At the rainbow's end And still, I hear her own sweet song All dead, all dead Take me back again You know my little friend's All dead and gone Her ways are always with me I wander all the while But, please, you must forgive me I am old but still a child All dead, all dead But I should not grieve In time it comes to everyone All dead, all dead But in hope, I breathe Of course, I don't believe You're dead and gone All dead and gone