Bless you all who made laughter

Labs creation in head

Thanks to those who wrote novel

Efflorescence from the dead

Troubled is creator

Whose mind is always dancing

Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist

Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist

Goodness, me the painter

Every view a light

Hugs goes to the steeple

Efflorescence from the life

Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist

Dance, your forehead

Dance, your forehead, forehead sweats

Numbers one to

Numbers one to six does not exist

I know the way to life

Past the twenty-seventh birth date

Your theories are crazy, brings nothing but maybes

Your problems are building, twenty floors said and counting

Yes, but you know not of the mind you speak

My strength rises in dreams and in life, grows weak

The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker

Myself and I, put dreams to life

The artist, the raper, the candlestick maker

Myself and I, put dreams to life