5 O'Clock Follies (Remastered 2021) Lyrics

5 o'clock follies

Corresponding with thieves

And the dance of a thousand veils arouse

They're housing carousels

And parallels are aware as well

Of the risque and burlesque

Masquerade mask on the men

And I'm planning on ask them

And they retort

I make a rebuttal

Read a report on the state of the union

Or take a communion

Or make a reunion with god

Odd as it looks, crooks are lurking within the nooks

And crannies and crevices

Sell the federal edifices and books

And the president's residence

We have the evidence and it's evident

That Bush is a robot and so is the First Lady

And the whole lot has sold its soul to the devil

On the level: the Government isn't a necessary evil

But an accessory in brutalities

And the mercenaries of a modern day Sodom/Gomorrah

The horror of the

5 o'clock follies

It's a morning to breed fiend

Perpetrating

They thieving

Causing mourning and grieving

5 o'clock follies

Good golly Molly

Ollie, alley-oop the monopoly up

For staying true: learn about Chapter 3-22

And the counterintelligence program, BLAM

Colonialism, DAMN

My homie's in prison, SHUCKS

I would like to pluck the lame duck

I'm not a militant

But there is still a bit of nigga inside of me that don't give a fuck

FUCK YOU

F-U-C-K-Y-O-U

Fuck Bush, fuck Quayle, and the whole republican crew

And the democratic

Get the automatic

Had it with red, white, and blue

And do's and don'ts

I'm breaking all the rules of chasin'

And then you'll tell me "Screwface, what the fuck you gonna do?"

As my knife slits a cave clown

I begin a rhyme when the sun is fading fast upon a sliced up man

I gash him as I swing I make incision

And I win in time

And I get a rhyme

And you know that I'm

The herbal but wet-up with power from the prose

It's a burden to pick up, but then I froze

Gotta roll my punches

And go with my hunches

And then I suppose

I'll be enlightened and frightened

At least by the man when a mic in his hand is bitin' what I'm writin'

Then I take a stand for what I believe

Then I start fightin' and I tighten

My grip and add pressure upon my oppressor

And if he ain't breathin'

Enough time before I'm leaving this world for another

For soon he'll be smothered

Put my life on the line

And risk it all for my piece of mind

Piece of mind

The kind that you find when a rhyme is aligned

And you whisper a secret

And fly like an eagle to happy hunting grounds

Homeward bound

The perfect spot where nest is found

Or you just throw one down

While the metropolitan breezes blow

Somebody in the Capital has a nervous breakdown

Oh, my aching head

Show everybody on TV the president when he stubbed the toe

So many other things are happening

That the African needs to be aware of the 5AM flow

Yo, urgent action material

Write a letter to Amnesty International

Animal species threatened by these 5 o'clock follies

Ecosystems endangered by these 5 o'clock follies

Apartheid policies discussed in 5 o'clock follies

Chief Daryl Gates is also down with the follies

5 o'clock follies

5 o'clock follies

I'm nutty as a fruitcake, mentally deranged

And bloody as a toothache, dentally arranged

Scuddy fuddy dumb and cruddy cuttage

And I'll leave them chains

Suddenly, broadly, out of they clutch

For a bodily sun leap, totally strange

I am an arranged settling cuddling flame

Scuttling, huddling, then he aims

Those who type bite the Microphone Mike

Like mangy unwanted shaggy hounds

To crush, I mush, I flush

I rush you right down the commode

Commode

Come hold episode over EPs sold

Every LP sold

Every tepee told to fold, to go blow, hit the road Jack

The jack will attack'll and Shaq will smack the spackle and erode

A blue-eyed pie à la Mode

While I behold

Bestow my humble abode unfold

I'm rumblin' bold, I'm told