Lyrics

[Laws] My love doesn't go in the mornin' I beat the track, then I pillow talk it There was poetry in motion But I never saw it till it was you walkin' And I still remember the day the four elements were auctioned Overweight bureaucrats all got a portion In a last effort, we rounded up the poor kids Couldn't afford admission to get us all in So me and some beggar watched in horror As the highest bidder took a puff of his cigar And purchased a life for less than six figures "Some damn deal", he snickered I walked home past the rap mural and I shivered Sign posted, coming soon: Fred's Liquor Through the clash of the sirens and claps of the trigger Heard a sound I could barely register Some old McCartney tune with a defined rhythm I start thinking maybe I could flip it But that was yesterday and now this is the future