9/1/21
You need to know
To each their own
Fast to treat you like cattle
Tempt you with a poisonous caramel dipped apple
Quick to pick a battle
Thinking I've been fragile
On me they would tattle
Because they think it'll rattle
And cause me to unravel
But that will
Just push me further on in my travels
I'm not surprised, it never baffled
Or left me bedazzled
Since you caused such a hassle
Choke you out with your own tassels
Or just make you eat my dust and gravel
They love to cackle
And prattle
Funny because they're nothing special, like a king or queen in a castle
The way in which it was done was sloppy or surgical
As I move around horizontal and vertical
They always try to make it personal
This world can be unmerciful
There's more to it than you and your convertible
Wow
In each and every town
Is snakes and clowns
So quick to put others down
And to turn the whole conversation around
I'm going to hold my ground
Your B.S. and ignorance will not be allowed
Rowing down the riverbank;
The water is a danger,
No this is not how I begin-
Am in a four wheel ranger.
Driving on the barren road
Past can eat my dust,
Suddenly a bike appears
I must, I must, I must….
Peddling along with speed
Faster than the car,
Jumping off and now I’m gone
On a shooting star !
Incident Report 74399 2020
JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX
Obsessed with speed
I was that
Round the dial
Engine fecking screaming
Me racing them
Or just myself
Not ever stopping
After we collided
Something about movement
Positive insane velocity
I could drive
Surely the best
Crap limited cars
Only slowed me
Past all limits
How I grin
My workmate screams
Watch the lorry!!!
I swerve by
We speedily escape
Till the crash
Which patiently waits
To painfully end
All my fun
Floor the pedal
Skid swerve race
I refuse slowness
Pushing one litre
Risking old banger
Put me there
Behind the wheel
I'll ing drive
A man possessed
By my shadow
So much speed
Don't dare worry
For little me
Or my casualties
Eat my dust
Hear tires squeal
Smell rubber burn
There goes Jimmy
Crazy ing nutter!
Passionate to race
Open road track
Safety not included
An opponent needed
Or just myself
Again cheating death
For how long?
Sports has become all about the money
Go where the money is, it's not about loyalty
Sad, it's so unjust
Just eat my dust
The lure of the dollar makes your hands all grubby
Eat My Dust, Punk
By Elton Camp
Gran had her kids raised and mortgage paid
And so figured it was time that she played
From the car dealer, she a bought a big V8
It had 400 horsepower and surely ran great
If anybody happened to get in Gran’s way,
Then there was gonna be the devil to pay
If, on the Interstate, anyone attempted to pass,
Gran stomped her foot firmly on the gas
And when she was stopped at a traffic light
Try to outrun her and you’d be in for a fight
She jammed the accelerator to the floor
And her big motor gave off a loud roar
“Eat my Dust, Punk,” is what she yelled
As drag racer, Gran couldn’t be excelled
I take each day, baby, come what may
I got my own set of rules
Three sixty-five, and I’m still alive
I’m wallowing through the fools
Make one thing clear, I’m living without fear
I’m saving all of my dough
You think I’m scared, but I am thoroughly prepared
To leave you burning below
I go for it all, who cares if I fall
I Get up and try it again
Nose to the nail, I don’t know how to spell fail
I only know how to win
You try to stop me on my way to the top
Do what you feel you must
I’ll give you one guess, you got it I am the best
And you can eat my dust
‘Cause I’m on the outside, looking inside
Dying for my sins
I’m on the outside, selling my pride
Buying my way in