Music Instructor Electric City
Music Insructor Rock Your Body
Music Instructor DJs Rock Da House
Isa 6:1-5; 28:10
I
Remember who you are, don't loose your colours;
True-North, South to West and East coast the coat.
Nobody likes a snail, bears offer no sweet deals flour;
boasting in the wind sour and salty on the Lis-detour,
Incrementally better fucks to give 20% off your moat;
sinking ships since Sodom and Gomorrah, bloated -
my cock and balls bigger than Sephiroth, calling Jenova!
II
Is it a Nike or Hype, can't tell the deter from h to n gasp;
all the Gods in da house, stand up, Monty Python shant;
shoot all the niggers, who still hiding under the wasp.
Its time to Glitch wabi-sabi sawqaw no wawsa clasp –
one handed clap, five finger death grip, under-strand!
Overlording the Superman, to accord the fjord band;
Only El Shaddai can attribute Solo Levelling brash.
III
Scanning the grooming broom, what heirloomed Doom;
its time for your hairs to spark up and make you Saiyan!
Sai and Ino behold, rock the house, dirty the smooth-groove;
Sasuke and Sakura, get close, eye to eye bruised!
That will knock out the Rhyno the Gold and Aryan;
then Bohemian Rhapsodists play hidden Bavarian.
Call Good-Beria to make the spook go on the School!
IV
Naruto and Hinata, remember your nindo, shout;
respite the Will of Fire, Fairies and Dragonflies ignite!
Be Marbel Angel or Gargoyle, loose your pout;
its time to worship and shake your body boyscout!
Then snakes ladder their allies down, step on headlights;
to Neon the Genesis into Exodus, cross-haired bite.
Banter until its Pink Floyd and your state is Zoned out.
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