Pearl of Wisdom
I turned up the volume and was punched in the face.
A karate chop to the back of my neck put me in my place.
The words that I was hearing contained a pearl of wisdom.
The jam in which I entered was like a head on collision.
There's nothing like the feeling of being thrown thru the air.
I needed to get unhinged and I didn't really care.
You can take your safety plans and shove them up behind.
The noise I want to hear is meant to make you lose your mind.
These boys are wired from a different set of schemes.
The only sounds you'll want to make are electrified screams.
Hearing them from the box isn't the same as in the flesh.
I'd travel the world over even as far as Bangladesh.
There's nothing like it when Ed is telling one of his stories.
The words he pieces together comes straight from the laboratories.
I love to watch the gang blast away on their weapons.
Put it all together and it's noise straight from the heavens.
You can take your safety plans and shove them up behind.
The noise I want to hear is meant to make you lose your mind.
These boys are wired from a different set of schemes.
The only sounds you'll want to make are electrified screams.
Written on 8 / 16 / 16
Copyright © Scott Williams | Year Posted 2016
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