I got a bald head,
a very shiny, clean dome
Rogaine is my name
7 letters....(cocaine), which emphasizes the deepest root of the dope game, sad to see this ongoing epidemic of drug addiction that won't change, evil spirits get in your head and brainwash you like rogaine, some minds needs cleansing like when morning storms wash away dew which enters the cold days....so let's burn the fire of all the strong desires, and lift each one up higher, depression is as dangerous as any weapon, so let's always stay aware and make sure we spread the message, let's just find a way so we can help it, we're living in hell on earth, so it has to get better in heaven, the 7 letters of pain, that impact someone everyday, let's help them win the fight and someway, somehow they can find the light...i'm here to (Barry White)
When you pack my luggage but won't pack my lunch
When you lock me out I get a hunch
When you put thumb tacks on the bathroom floor
I get the feeling you don't love me no more
I found hair remover in my can of Rogaine
The nail in my car seat caused me so much pain
When you microwave my favorite CD
I get the feeling you don't care for me
When you toss a salad but it's at my head
When you squeeze my neck until my face turns red
Then keep on squeezing until the red turns blue
I get the feeling that you think we're through
When you let the dog shred my brand new shoes
When you put a laxative in my jar of booze
When you say your nightmare began the day we met
I get the feeling that you are upset
When you cut off the arms on my overcoat
And try to put a rope around my throat
Then mix Ben Gay with my jock itch cream
I get the feeling you like to see me scream
When you lean an axe against the bedroom wall
And start putting needles in a voodoo doll
Then pull a knife and say come on let's play
I get the feeling I should go away
Lock step, atoms burned
Fiendish restless
Truncated waiting
Shop and drop
Stop and slop
Old ladies masquerade
Preachers audible in a drunken charade
A toothless Tuesday
Parking lot drivel
Copy of a copy of a copy
Total insomnia
Hairless bent on rogaine
Young and stupid with cocaine
Hapless pleading
Loud steps and sniveling
Rise Above!
Rise out and Above!
The solar system shines on you
Comets of mercury
And you're betting on cosmetic surgery
Rise out and Above!
Getting high like cocaine
as i fly higher then your rogaine;
wishing i was snowboarding
not falling outta college.
When i die, lord may i touch the sky
and get smashed by a meteorite.
Bright like fireworks delight,
slope side friday night lights,
Cliff drops down crater runs, having fun;
praising Allah for five hundred or so
extra vertical, name it mount heavenly.
My ghost will call it mount purgatory;
invites for eternity; who's joining me?
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Despair...
limp hair
falling:
screaming!
A cure...
for sure?
Quick-fix...
Rogaine!
Who laughs?
Who cares!
I'm young,
not old!
Ladies
notice...
dark suit,
white shirt:
free-way
to joy!
All stare...
fanfare:
not hot
to perk?
Petty...
not me!
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci