God Bless the Elephant - The Grouch, Abstract Rude

True self mastery

Is understanding your responsibility

It was so much easier not to care

Glad I got good people in my square, who still care

And you won’t find them everywhe-

God bless the elephant my family ties

Engulfed in my element insanity dies

Bless the vanity wise, men rise

Devil been damnin' me but I seen lies in verses

Churches beam high, in reflections of my three eyes

Slippin' in the darkness chart this deem high

Cause everywhere I’m marchin' the smartists are goin' wide

The ___ a pick fools dry

Maybe I’m a less a victim the harder I try

Don’t barter and battle with demons let’s fly

Save your soul see men and bust in for life

Drop that musket, fuck it, break that fear

Let your inner light shine

Make that clear consciousness reappear, which way to steer

We ain’t taught to be still can’t botch your free will

Just watch us rebuild like populations we killed

Patience has been drilled

My skin feel funny when I lost myself

New money ain’t the source of wealth

True dummies sell that tale

Ooo, mummies I can smell the smell

I don’t wanna kill myself to live

Me I’d rather will myself to give strength to myself and them, thanks

All be a helping hand and a hell of a friend

By the way of my words and the ink of my pen

I stand corrected by my faults and the lessons I’ve learned

The people I love and the bridges I’ve burned

It’s vivid once livid I give it my heart again, strong warrior

Artisan carvin' in music to marvel in, they starvin' again

So hardened left in the margin to sin

And be praised for it, become slaves to it

Holla' grave unit and I behave human

Evil loomin', lookin like its doin somethin

Earth human, good’s truant

They goin dumb and stupid

Numb and ruthless still bullet proof less

Truth is, it mustn’t much matter

Most are gonna steal, cheat and kill to get fatter

Blood splatters and scrub chatter and love laughter

After disaster let’s make masters of us

I ask if you trust in your heart

Plus do your part to be just

Sharply up for whatever arises

Cause God will forever provide us

Abstract Rude:

Demonic devices, consciousness risin'

True it was so much easier not to care

Glad I got good people in my square who still care

Come on

The Grouch:

After disaster comes self mastery

Good people sing and dance with me

Look alive be alive we alive let’s ride at last be free

You don’t gotta act like you don’t feel

All y’all know bein' cool ain’t real

Cut the bullshit and act like you ain’t actin

No need for bein' guarded in here

Fat Jack helped me to make it slap

You better believed that I’ve learned from that

My turn it to give it up

On delivery of this you might turn a leaf

And return them peace, and love and light

Keep bumpin' it right we dumpin' it like

There’s a message in the music, and it’s addressed to you

Abstract Rude:

True it’s so much, so much

Glad I got good people in my square, who still care

You won’t find that

True it’s so much easier not to care

Glad I got good people in my square, who still care

Yeah Grouch good people

And you won’t find that

Glad I got good people in my square, who still care

And you won’t find that everywhere

No you won’t find them everywhere

Ones who still care