Quarashi Lyrics of the Malone Lives track

I wanna grow up to be a funky Euripides, the fly on the street, the beat, bat 


the breeze, what, the ease, what release, to be or to be not and see not and 


hear not ... come on. It's not that a big of a deal, just another mouth to feed 


and another bread to steal I feel I'm loosing my grip about to slip about to 


fall of the wagon and have another sip. Periodic fake divines, these times as 


we see ?