Madman On The Moon

Slaving away
Digging the grave
Madman on the moon
Lunar gravitation
Levitating record crates
Amazing
Patience
Patients
They all tell them
Patience
Wonders if when they were children
Did they swallow paint chips
Or climb power lines?
Don’t mean to whine
But I’m surprised
They can find the inner-peace
To even sleep at night
Sleepless nights
Insomniac with bloody eyes
Funny guy
At least
Until he had the ugliest of times
Between balancing rhymes
And the financial situation
It’s amazing
How he keeps the third eye
From turning
Cock-eyed
Lazy
Earth tiresome
Society?
Schizophrenic
Ride the bipolar coaster
Lie to your dentist
Tell him you want thrills
Sit back
Relax
Chill
Look up at the ceiling
And imagine if you had gills
‘til the drill hits
Clutching the arm rests
Fingers digging in
Sick of flipping the kill switch
Power surge
Oh yeah
Feel the burn
Wheels turning
Spinal fluid churning
Blood curdling
He runs his palm
Along this wall
Made of razorblades
Amazed
By this trail of pain
Shaking in his DNA
Jordan Miché
Soul screaming
Every day
Inner-demons
Stir this beast
Bees stinging through his veins
Chains
Shackles
They rattle
As the static crackles
Someday
I’m going to grab a bat
And jack
Someone’s
Adam’s apple
Or tackle both turntables
Crazy
White
And Unstable
Ain’t no Aesop fable
I’m a chop the mic cable off
And take it to the streets
From the alley to the bricks
Whip out this mic
And piss on stage
Wild
Every single mix
Jack-in-the-pulpit
With the wrath
Of a Step-dad
Hoodie up
Eyes glowing
Swinging the pendulum
Step back
Mental blade honed
As I float
The vocal stingray
Reaching inside your throat
To swallow your soul
Like I’m a Ringwraith
This emperor returns
To his throne made of skeletons
Alabama stares him down
Kneecaps turn to gelatin
Darth Vader
Barfing
Trapped inside
This glass elevator
Heavens' stairway is closed
Take the highway to hell
Bells toll
Weaving through the catacombs
Echoing the maddest flows
Resurrecting dead vinyl
Lazarus arose
Manipulating instrumentals
Deffer than Apollo
Watercolor techniques
Painting seizures
Fresher than Picasso
Strobe light motion picture
Developed in this house of mirrors
Shadow boxing samurai
Scraping the wax
Out of your ears
Flash backs
Hourglass hypnotizing
Widows weave webs
Sands of time
Rewinding
They nod their heads
When they listen to this wobble head
But never get the message
Because they’re 21 and bottle-fed
Like autistic kids
Hands still clapping
Wrote a couple of verses
Now they think
They be some emcees rapping
Back to the snake pit
Hear their fangs drip
Uncomfortable
Like little children
Making out with sticky braces
Icarus
Sun burnt
Pain showing through his eyes
Wings dripping
As he plummets
Down
To his own demise
Builds a time machine
Of his own design
Three bullets later
Face down
The cello cries
They grab him by his neck
And choke his strings
Until he sings
Because overseas
For centuries
He entertained
Kings and queens
Master’s head got severed in the guillotine
Every single finger broken
Corpse bloated
In the ocean
20,000 leagues
Of the thousand yard stares
Deep sea
Reminiscing
Golden pocket watch
Still ticking
Down the abyss
Like a satellite in space
Davey Jones' universe
Of broken masts and booms
Floating down the hallway
Of this ancient ship of Rome
Room by room
Skeletons with rusty weapons
Fill the gloom
And this war room
Showed it’s lifestyle of drunken pleasure
Last man standing
Died happy
With his sunken treasure
Blade through the belly fat
Inserted through the navel
Life after death
Baby Jesus cutting turntables
Like cradles
I’m rocking you all to sleep
Through the system
Just plug in the quarter-inch
Commence the brain rinse
On the dark side of the moon
In this boom box
Brewing moonshine
Stewing turtle soup
Out of moon rocks
The clock stops