Drop

- another un-sung release -
on the "infinity eight zero" album
(put out by don't records)

just another drop in the bucket,
a kid who couldn't take the stress
so he dropped out of the main stream
mainlining caffeine left him less
dropped by all he thought he needed
dropped it all and bent and bleedin
off he goes to find replacements
all he finds are mind erasements
    drop
    just drop it drop it drop it
    cant you see we dont wanna hear
    just crop it stop it throw yourself clear
    of that wreck.
    drop
    just drop it drop it drop it
    cant you see they dont wanna say
    just fear it tear it steer yourself away
    of my neck

dropped the why's they asked him to
dropped the blood from under his skin
and all things questions tie on to
were all he ever was within
dropped by all the debtees
who went to rip off dallas
but he still drops a coin in the plate
to help fund Posthumous Palace
    drop
    just drop it drop it drop it
    cant you see we dont wanna hear
    just crop it stop it throw yourself clear
    of that wreck
    drop
    just drop it drop it drop it
    cant you see we dont wanna say
    just know it stow it blow yourself away
    from the neck

dropped one day from insanity down
figured out the senselessness in frown
dropped a hit just to feel the trip
spilled some booze and pretended to slip

"And what a long strange trip it was
 forgot all the baggage he usually carried around
 forgot all the girls he had shoved round the town
 forgot all the broken hearts he had gotten over
 forgot all the memories, like a necklace of clover
 broke free once
 broke free of his wants
 and couldnt put it together if he tried."

"'A tall order of smile, on a couple o' lips, two hips on a nice bun or two
  And i want that with extra special sauce.'
 'You want eyes with that?'
 'Yeah, two large blues.  And some curly guy on the side.'"

"And all the kings horses, and all the kings men
 and all the quenns maidens, and all the queens tears
 and all the princes swords, and all the princesses pens
 and all the fool's jokes, and all were his fears."

never dropped lines; snorted em up
knew all his cues, just had em confused
dropped his two cents into the slot
and all he got back was a little abused.
dropped to one knee and swore his truth
but drop sickness seems to rip at his seams
traded his sunshine for a drop of the reign
and now he wants to drop off the team.
    drop
    just drop it drop it drop it
    cant you see the point is moot
    just crop it stop it chop off that thought at the root
    or you'll wreck
    drop
    just drop it drop it drop it
    cant you see the pain you cause
    drip drip drip the blood soaks through the gauze

"somebody call rick..."