Potato Leek Soup

Be afraid, be very afraid, Seventh-Day getaway car in the Mars retrograde
What's a day of rest? This is sweatin' to the Mason jar of lemonade
All to make a playing card levitate
Leopards in the canopy, players in the prison
For a friend to game a level Serengeti playin' chicken
Ready set his pedal, get the levee break and heel-toe
Barrel through the field, it's the chariot of Helios
Carolin' a hallway and brought along an awesome lot
A only break for carryin' a Wunderbur to Autobahn
Me and the fauna got this cautionary call and response
We hum a chord to find the chorus we lost
I send my dogs to the coordinates
Thermos a potato-leek, and nurse a fallen ally back to a conversation piece
Meanwhile, lookin' down a one-way, the dumb way
Headed for the river, this is jump day

I've been playin' in the streets all day
Meetin' with the B-team, bein' in the way
Ease in, show a couple teeth to the prey
Ease out, peace out, see you in the fray, what's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?

I step into the room in the usual attire for a handshakin' man in a suit on fire
I've been dividin' up the diocese, nukin' the goofy hierarchies
And ID'in' the loaders to be neutralized entirely
I could be a neutral consultant for any fight or flight
Or slitherin' behind the line and hit him with the high and by
By the by, hats tick five from the bright screen
To run around the neighborhood yellin': I smite thee
Feels good, don't it? A whole new component to ruining your atonement
The Navy Kurt beanie pulled low to hold a stare back
Fat hands usherin' a lamb to the ear tag
It's still here after samplin' a local tear gas
Cheers, the inquisitive meerkat nears
Daytime downtown chuckin' out the knuckleball
Midnight, Britbox, Cream of Wheat, butter, salt

I've been playin' in the streets all day
Meetin' with the beat team, bein' in the way
Ease in, show a couple teeth to the prey
Ease out, peace out, see you in the fray
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?

All you know, man, fuckin' up the program
Buildin' with the wrong folks, shuttin' up for no man
What's up?
All you know, fam, summertime snowman
Bringin' in the bad news, shuttin' down a whole jam
I can unzip my skin and climb out the before and after pics are identical
Like how?
Takes a couple seconds and I do it every thirty
On a never-ending loop for the better part of eternity
None stay fresher than the drum brake collector
With the Steak-umms in the trunk and a regular wave vector
Take shelter, I'll be hikin' through the wildflowers
Under white lightning, over muddin' up the lighthouse
Just to hit the lights and give it somethin' from the grindhouse
Find land, find a damn roof, find higher ground
Sounds dire, the barbed wire crowned out liar
The dark night cloud outliner
On zero to sixty before they ever set the timer
Then continue through the finish line en route to Ursa Minor
Versed in the unfun, prepped for the unfair
Twenty-four seven like it's high noon somewhere

I've been playin' in the streets all day
Meetin' with the B-team, bein' in the way
Ease in, show a couple teeth to the prey
Ease out, peace out, see you in the fray
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?