Calm Before The Storm in the Studio
LYRICS
Just calm your ass down?
Calm YOUR ass down
Don’t-cha think it’s be better
If we were all the class clown?
Calm your ass down
Sorrows? Let ’em drown
180 degrees on the frown
Let it be shown you’ve grown
Won’t let this opportunity be blown
Be the driver… know where you’re goin’
LYRICS
How could this be?
I can’t believe what I see
Must be some sort-of Ebola outbreak
Hemorrhaging from every orifice
Suffice to say
Don’t know how much I can take
Disturbing in every way
I can’t believe what I see
I am bleeding from my I’s
War, poverty, disease… no more please
Oh my goodness, dear
I fear what it is I hear
Must be some sort-of Ebola outbreak
Hemorrhaging from every orifice
Suffice to say
Don’t know how much I can take
Disturbing in every way
I can’t believe what I hear
It’s the politicians that I fear
War, poverty, disease… no more please
This social disease is beat
I’ve gotta get off my seat
Must be some sort-of Ebola outbreak
Hemorrhaging from every orifice
Suffice to say
Don’t know how much I can take
Disturbing in every way
I can’t let these events pass
I am bleeding from my…
But,
[The elected orifice officials chime in “but, but, but”]
War, poverty, disease… no more please
LYRICS
You want to talk about the bully?
The fact of the matter is… there is no bully
No Boogie Man
’cause there’s no such thing as the Boogie Man
No Boogie Man
Is he underneath your bed
Or is he just in your head
Gotta stand up
Is he underneath your bed
Or is he just in your head
You can make him dead
Be the bully of the Boogie Man
There ain’t no such thing as a bully
There ain’t no such thing as a Boogie Man
Don’t be afraid of the dark
Just be the spark
Set the world alight
Alright!
If you thought
Thought not
Been the victim of a bully?
I don’t suggest you become him
But, I’m… I am….
That you….
LYRICS
Should I go over there and ask her to dance
Take that chance?
Don’t want to come off as some jerk that wants to twerk
Why? I don’t want to be that guy
Want to be next to you in shinning armor
(Maybe even arm in arm… or….)
Should I take a chance and ask her to dance?
Not gonna hassle by asking to hustle
Not even to do the bump
(Might be going to far if we bump rumps)
Should I take a chance and ask her to dance?
Should I go over there and say do you care…
To dance
Would don’t need to slow dance
We don’t need to go that far
We can just get into our own space
And understand at most… just hold a hand
Should I take that chance
Go over there and ask her to dance
“Do you care to dance
I thought I saw you cast a glance
Would you care to dance?”
Should I go over there
(Instead of sitting here with a blank stare)
There I was just sitting… minding my own business
When the voice from above spoke to me
“Why would anyone want tranquility?”
There’d be no satisfaction in habitation
There’d be no thrill in the strive to stay alive
Just try to not let the thrill overspill and kill
How can I stay sitting in the business of success
Balancing the scale between worthless and excess
On this day, I heard Her say to me
“You know my availability?”
I’m aware you’re always there
“Record this for all posterity”
I won’t rest ’till I do my best
