I like my sugar with coffee and cream
Well I got to keep it going keep it going full steam
Too sweet to be sour too nice to be mean
On the tough guy style I'm not too keen
To try to change the world I will plot and scheme
Video villains bleed and scream
And the sound continues to rise like cream
To the top of your coffee and the queen of your hill
Makes sure you never get ill
With a fever of heart palpitations
That's only enhanced by your many hallucinations
You feed the dream, but the dream explodes
And the nodes forebodes the roads you'll have to go down
Town, in the roundabout,
You gotta shout to be heard above the clout and the birds
To the moon, howling like wolves in clothing
Hair so perfect, you could swear they had loathing
In Vegas, and Reno, and Nevada on the whole
The dust bowl, for the merry old soul
Ok I dunno where this is going or came from but here y'are.
I guess I'll play Namingway Edition now.