The Pike

[Andy Cooper:] A trapper folder hold a myth When set adrift down to the doldrums Known as Skinny Bones Jones by my lonesome I couldn't seem to stick with the clique that was in And I assumed you where suppose to be a friend of them (Then again) The Pulitzer Prize wasn't awarded for the binding on the book So I took an in depth look And the walls came crumbling down as they would bask In the sunlamp light of love wearing a smiling mask It seemed this mislead being, I came to the conclusion You've got to be hollow to follow a cool illusion When your a tag along too long you become a vagabond Singing an Elton John sad song So I choose to be Ugly, regardless Of what the people in the Pike wanted me to be Cause it carries over when your spirit is never sober You can't get off the ground like Super Grover I see rappers with cash stacks, gats, and pimp hats Wearing shiny matching outfits with the logo on their chain Overweight to muscular, stripper, hustler Marketing schemes with b-ball teams to street gangs Where's the ref? This is WWF An act, a charade they perform to get paid But they're sure to keep their mouth Listerine clean When they talk to Mean Gene on the television screen scene In a small stream we splish splash and won't sustain whiplash! While crowding into the main lane where many strain to gain fame Shifting like a solar panel, changing with the Weather Channel Hop in the train, but reach the last stop And some become poltergeist (Nowhere to be seen) That's why I trust only in Christ I'm not trekking at the treadmill pace Running mile after mile ending up in the same place It's time to move over, leaving behind the grind And the setbacks, I let tracks be my jet packs Believe it or not, I'm walking on air If I'm called weird and not cheered I don't care I take flight (Take flight) I take flight (Alright) [Einstein scratches and cuts "Okay! "] The ship's finished! "Let's hear it for the goods guys! " [Cheers and applause] "Let's hear it for the bad guys! " [Boos and jeers]