Simplicity, the new golden standard
The new holy grail
I attempted the concept of complexity to no avail
Life being the cruel bitch i attempted to knock up
Variety was her spice, but it poisoned the potluck
Maybe i should slowly reel myself back
And enjoy what's straightforward
Can we all feel that
All this irregular scheduling and hell that's nestled in
Devil's breast tissue
Causing endless contesting of negligence
But stop that
The gentle breeze
The sun and the sky
Oh my
The day feels so right in paradise
Can you
Let's regress to when rhymes didn't billow forth in ornate sophisticated double time structured rhymes
I won't try
Brother, why? Why
Because we need a break from the intricate
Longing for simplicity is something I profess
Homosapiens should strive for a littles less
Just opinion, no need for pretense
How about a true need for plain routine
And escape from abstruse beings that degrade me
Presenting Dr. Deep End, PhD
PhD
PhD
Balance between facile and abstruse shit
Either way it's entropy if straightforward or convoluted
Balance out all of this music
Now Hooper can write on the page for my amusement
Balance between facile and abstruse shit
It's entropy if straightforward or convoluted
Balance out all of this music
Now Deep End can write onto this page for my amusement
Girls catching my vibe
They strong on my arm
And happiness flows through me
Stuck in my ways
And I am on
Traveling around the world
Traveling around the world
So much to see
Somewhere to go
Places to live
Chances to grow
It all sounds easy to me
Easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
And it all sounds easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
Ay
Yeahhhh, yeaaahhhhh
Think back, late fall
Fugees records spinning like a eight ball
Ain't all right all the the time
But "brrrrr" take call off the line
Thank all of you for the great time
Pains - I wish I'd take mine with grace
I heard you through the grape vine
Had a long day, you'd know that'd make mine
Better when you'd walk home with me
Then I'd shake climb the walls
When you not with me
Played calm iffy
Create songs, gritty
Ponder if you were the one, had fun like is she
Or not
A scary thought that'd cross at all hours I ought
To just relish these moments before their lost
But I told you I was running down hill and I can't stop
Can't slow down can't stay still
But I'll work on it
A little
Easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
And it all sounds easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
Ay
Yeahhhh, yeaaahhhhh
Easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
And it all sounds easy to me, oh
Easy to me, oh
Ay
Yeahhhh, yeaaahhhhh
Balance between facile and abstruse shit
Either way it's entropy if straightforward or convoluted
Balance out all of this music
Now you all can write on the page for my amusement
Balance between facile and abstruse shit
Either way it's entropy if straightforward or convoluted
Balance out all of this music
Now you all can write on the page for my amusement
My amusement
Write on the page for my amusement
My amusement
Write on the page for my amusement
So simple, yet so difficult
So simple, yet so difficult