Verse 1 (Ald)
Let’s face it, too many distasteful changes
While I’m trying to place a plateful of graces on your table
Too stubborn to stay full -
Always make sure to make room for take two

It only takes two to make moves,
Allow me to make food for the masses -
Classless cats lack the palate
But I somehow just found the perfect balance
Allow food for thought to expand it to different planets

Verse 2 (Hobbes)
Forget us nots, remember who told you
The home brewed
patrol providing with the soul food
For the sole few
Provide a pound with the eardrum
Tighten tension
proper chords
when the string strum
Strange thump in the night
The sound that transcends
Subtle touch light yet troublesome type
Flicker like a candle’s image
Stay scribbling pages
Scrambling eggs
And delicious of dishes

Verse 3 (Jimmy)
How many bubbles i aint never popped?
How many ears i aint never rocked?
How many troubles happened but aint never stopped?
Ticks dripping over melting pots
Clock’s living quicker when you driven at the top
Tok’s slower for the poorer and the loners
Life is harder than a boner, keep it pushing like a rover
Mars bars volta
Ray gun in the holdster
Kenny Rogers roast ya
….. get more signal then a motorola? then i get some gumms