O Ruido

Parasol by the beach. Get my Mai tai I don’t want to speak. Capice? Sheesh, leave Thanks, please. Just a little bit of wine. Just a little bit of juice, thank you for your time. Just a little bit of wine. Quit whining, don’t waste my time. Not wasting time, when I am wasted, it’s fine. If I ain’t cordial, ain’t trying. What are your values assigning? These hippies with t-shirts ain’t dying. Tear out their hearts like a Mayan. There’s blood on the steps that I’m climbing, but I won’t slip. I’m in my head like a tick. Marking down moments, they tick. Look at my jitters, I tick. Salsa on shoulders I didn’t want chips. My cup is for Folgers, yours is for shit you’ve been drinking. Bogus consuming. Lingo is dated, but my mouth is moving. This dribble is dense, it ain’t soupy. Get me my drink, fore i get cooky, loony. Watch me do me. Oh so childish, bite my nails, I’m toothy. Straws got no chance Parasol by the beach. Get my Mai tai I don’t want to speak. Capice? Sheesh, leave Thanks, please. Just a little bit of wine. Just a little bit of juice, thank you for your time. Just a little bit of wine. Quit whining, don’t waste my time. I cannot stand in consecutive lines. Oh what a bind, the bar was so close to be mine. But they ain’t special. I denounce what may bind cuz I ain’t get metals, get that settled. I chill on the beach with the people I need with unlimited drinks that make it so easy to speak. I talk shit, and turn my cheek to get hit. It makes me a freak, well, a bit. But I can’t shape it like putty. Bitch, that’s no kidding like cudi. They say that I shouldn’t, boy but does he. Fatten the base, I like it chubby. Talk to the bank like a mic— I like money. I’m outside in the rain, or the snow or the sunny You would if you are me like humvee. Parasol by the beach. Get my Mai tai I don’t want to speak. Capice? Sheesh, leave Thanks, please. Just a little bit of wine. Just a little bit of juice, thank you for your time. Just a little bit of wine. Quit whining, don’t waste my time. Parasol by the beach. Get my Mai tai I don’t want to speak. Capice? Sheesh, leave Thanks, please. Just a little bit of wine. Just a little bit of juice, thank you for your time. Just a little bit of wine. Quit whining, don’t waste my time. Don’t need no semblance. Syllables venomous, I don’t leave em tentative. why would I? There’s 10 of us ending up revenants awfully nuts. Back from the dead as if that’s a plus. Smacking your face cuz I want it once. Smack it again cuz I need it twice. All too compulsive I’m fighting but this shit my vice. I can’t listen to stupider idiots. I’d rather redundant than echo insidious. Your intents are limited, awfully dumb at the simplest terms. Say it three times, but you’d’nt’ve learned. That’s what the smacks for, I hope your face burns. Cuz I’m on the coast and the weather is perf