Why Wreck the Day

I woke up and toked, wrapped up the little jokes, and led the flow of traffic on down the road... I'm not Casper but I sher Boo the mood of plaster, I'd rather stiff at narks to break cards, with hard farce, never gettin' pulled over by the words- ...wait in giant leaps, I can see the next comin' just down the street! If it was company I'd meet, but since they're strangers I creep, wait in song and sing lead! You lead! I am a man, I am looking at the disease! Wasted on my knees, I can wait for eternities, never caring about the breeze, the cold shoulder, or the person that stinks- its all just a place- a disastrous phase- earning loads of lore and lies, mainlining out of personalities, so come up and peek, it could only hurt a little cheek, why wreck the day when there is cause to play?