mike e’s day off tour [remix]

i got a big bag o’ SHROOMZ

a spaceship & a

Wookie!

go to the school of hard knocks

but tonight i’m playin hooky.

cause that’s

the way you do It

don’t jump the turnstile

i walk right through it

just slip in the side

clyde

slip in the side door

& move & move &

move upon the dance floor

i found jesus christ

back @ Eugene ‘ninety 4

told me to Quit My JOB

& go on Mike E’s Day Off Tour

cause that’s the way you do it

don’t jump the turnstile I

walk right through it

truckin

I’m gone insane

shit

i’m more addicted than jane

get high wit a little help from

TNT Bang!

& when i say “i’m ok” you know

they LoOk at me kinda strange

I know

I know

I can’t stop twitching

But that’s because my rhymes are BITCHIN

boss said mike e

Your fired!

I says Fuck You

I’m RETIRED!!

cause that’s the way you do it

don’t jump the

turnstile

! !  !  ! !

We were somewhere near

Pluto

when the drugs began to take hold

rolling w/the Top Down

in this spaceship i stole

move ova ova ova

Move Over LonO!

one man gathers

what another man Folds

cause that’s the Way You Do It

i got an open container of make believe

no that ain’t workin

that’s the way you do it!

Buy the ticket? Why botha!!

we Takes The Ride for free.

Update

I had to literally count with my fingers to figure out how old I turned today.

38 or 39? Plumb could not recall.

Like, lemme see. I was born in 1971. So. ‘71 to ‘81 is 10 years.  ‘81 to ‘91 is 20. Turned 30 in 2001. Right? Double-check. ‘71, ‘81, ‘91. Right! 10, 20, 30. Now the tricky part.

Turned 31 in 2002. 32 in ‘03. OK. But wait! I thought to myself. Took a moment to reminisce about birthdays past. I was homeless — not unusually — on my 30th birthday. That particular winter I actually lived in the restaurant where I also occasionally washed dishes.

Why not? The beer was free after all the other employees went home. And the fact is that dishwashers never get fired — even when the dishwasher has to sleep in the restaurant because he has nowhere else to go.

Even when the dishwashers, after a long night of drug use, emerge into the restaurant’s dining room on Sunday morning & literally scare away the Brunch Customers — even then they don’t fire the dishwasher. Because if they do then someone else will have to wash the dishes — and no one else wants to.

Oh shit hold on. I lost count. Turned 20 in ‘91. 30 in ‘01. 31 in ‘02. 32 in ‘03. Etc & so on.

Well you get the idea — I’m too old to care how old I really am. But I always get curious, with regards to the current tally, around my birthday — and today I was pleasantly surprised to realize that I’m only 38.