Phife & Merle

We lost Phife and we lost Merle Say, these things come in threes And you look like the type of guy That might just catch the disease The type of guy to rest in peace I know enough to Not believe in our insidious fate The one that comes alive when You're about to make your escape It's a fatal mistake And the sirens sing You don't belong Just so you know It won't be long Please don't lose me now I'm still delivering Head stuck in the clouds That I've been livin' in And you can't plot this chorus Any better than I This mix of red and blue will Try to hide the ugliest truth The man who broods alone and Uses when he's working the booth He's forever aloof Please don't lose me now Just a disc in a vault Stacked against a thousand tents That were pitched and then folded The darkness slowly eroded You've got me Where you want me In between the gift and curse That money brought me I I have an ending And a beginning to a generation's memory Please don't lose me now I'm still delivering Head stuck in the clouds That I've been livin' in And you can't plot this chorus Any better than I Please don't lose me now I'm still delivering Head stuck in the clouds That I've been livin' in And you can't plot this chorus Any better than I