A Matter of Aesthetics
The Beautiful and the Damned

It is in the twenties that the actual momentum of life begins to slacken, and it is a simple soul indeed to whom as many things are as significant and meaningful at thirty as at ten years before. At thirty an organ-grinder is a more or less a moth eaten man who grinds an organ - and once he was an organ-grinder! The unmistakable stigma of humanity touches all those impersonal and beautiful things that only youth ever grasps in their impersonal glory.

It so happens that I'm so haphazardous

Yo

I'm a hot and bothered astronaut, crashing while jacking off

To buffering vids of Asher Roth eating apple sauce
Sent to earth to poke Catholics in the ass with saws
And knock blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off
Twist is sicker than mad cattle, in fact I'm off 

Six different liquors with a Prince wig plastered on
Stop screaming, bitch, you shouldn't be that alarmed
That big lips was in the attic ???s with an addict's arm
Earl puts the ass in assassin 

And puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it up like fat black bitches and catfish

It so happens that I'm so haphazardous
I'd puke a piece and put it on a hook and fucking cast the shit
I'm asking that you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for this class act shit
How the fuck I fit an axe in a satchel?

Slip capsules in her glass, she dizzy rascal
Party staff baffled, asking where her ass go
In my room redefining the meaning of black holes
And go on, suck it up, but hurry, I've got nuts to bust
And butts to fuck and ups to chuck
And sluts to fucking uppercut

Its OF, buttercup, go ahead, fuck with us
Without a doubt a surefire way to get your mother fucked
Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt
Play a song, invade her thong, my dick is having guts for lunch
As well as supper, then I'll rummage through a ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fucking nosy neighbors know that something's up
Whatcha doing? Nothing much, would shout some other stuff
Got to fucking bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us

Get up off the pavement, wipe the dirt and vomit off
Dope boys hating, but them faggots is a lot of talk
Cottonsoft pussy, them odd niggas is Molotov cocktails
Fucking toss one in your apartment dawg
Wolf Gang, we ain't barking, naw
Try talking on a blog with your fucking arms cut off
Put on a carpet, watch them get auctioned off
The Ace'll tell Shake's daughter we're sorry, but papa's gone

Bitch

Here, in Heaven 2
Elite Gymnastics


You want me to use you
So that you can feel useful
Because that is the only way that you feel love
If I can be truthful
I feel like I'm the one that's being used
Can't you see I love you
Isn't that enough?

Is it okay to go through life being untouchable?
Is it okay to be in love with something dead?
What happens to us if we accept that I'm unfixable?
it's okay it's okay it's okay I didn't mean what I said.

I'm so afraid to tell you
This isn't what I'm used to
But the last thing that you want me to do with you is talk
And this is how I hurt you
By trying so hard not to
Canit you see I love you?
Please let that be enough

Is it okay to go through life being untouchable?
Is it okay to be in love with something dead?
What happens to us if we accept that I'm unfixable?
It's okay it's okay it's okay I didn't mean what I said

(No) Misery
Big Troubles

It’s always such a tragic
It’s always such a shame
Go on and have a laugh
Cause it’s always the same,
And it’s always the same!
And even the days i'm waking up
I’m still asleep!

I just wanna,
I just wanna have some fun!
I just wanna,
I just want some fun for once!

I always play the clown
And all my misery
It’s bringing me down
As far as I can see
As far as you can see
And even the days i'm waking up
I’m still asleep!

I just wanna,
I just wanna have some fun!
I just wanna,
I just want some fun for once!