Intro

Lyrics

This is tales from the canopy Not tales from the crypt I'm half way to heaven but this not a cruise ship I'm not on my way That's just my location No hobo but I got no vocation Just slinging fro yo Professional student Writing every day No I'm not that prudent I'm not that great So you don't need to hate Just taking the middle way Not writing rules on slates I'm up in the trees I'm not on a mountain But the life springs from my pipes like light from a fountain So I hope you get drenched Or at least feel the sprinkle We get the rain here first and my bones feel the tingle See a storms coming It's not that tranquil Other critters get to running But us Sloth's just feel thankful