Time Flies

[Verse 1: Crescent Moon]
Time flies like a storm right before my eyes
Sky high, light the torch, fight the war, die twice
My life summarized, underlined, highlights
Quite nice, wonder why summer time live mics
Guess who? Cres Moon to the rescue
Your best move 'fore they find you in the rest room
Wake up, smell the cesspool - time to go bathing
Sick of how I'm treated and I'm not even a patient
Well fuck that, it's all water off a duck's back
You'll get crushed flat, flushed fast like a puff track
I guess it's all music
But I think some have a little more room for improvement
I can't describe the feeling of looking up
For the first time and seeing footprints on the ceiling
Am I upside down, is it right side up?
I'm not sure my opinion is the type I'd trust

[Hook: Crescent Moon and Anjuli Kolb]
Well, what’s that place we work it out?
The Blue Lounge, the Blue Lounge
And what are good drums all about?
The true sound, the true sound
What’s that place we started out?
The Blue Lounge, the Blue Lounge
And what are good drums all about?

[Verse 2: Nomi and Crescent Moon]
In the cold rain listening to Coltrane
Thinking of my old flame with a flint and propane
Running in the slow lane, playing the same game
Trying to be everybody's (Everybody's) Dear Abby, too
I'ma hop, skip, jump away from better days
A father's son that's in disarray
Pen stays in striking stance, dragon hands
That make spirits dance, jump, and never land
I'm a slow strut cold cut, mo love when you hold up
The ceiling with your healing hands
Needle stands in between the cracks, voices from reflecting past
Eating your soul’s no way to fast
Take a bite of the hype, live the play that you write
When it's time to fight, you better be a rumble fish
With the grace of a subtle kiss
When on battle grounds, I possess my last breath

[Hook: Crescent Moon and Anjuli Kolb]
Well, what’s that place we work it out?
The Blue Lounge, the Blue Lounge
And what are good drums all about?
The true sound, the true sound
What’s that place we started out?
The Blue Lounge, the Blue Lounge
And what are good drums all about?

[Verse 3: Advizer, w/ Crescent Moon and Nomi]
So who remembers the winter of the Halloween Blizzard
When Felton Spencer was center and everybody was bitter?
My life changed forever cuz I started to get a
Better idea of how to handle the pressure
I’m no great pretender, I’ve spent a good portion of life
Arguing Resurrection versus The Extinction Agenda
And I’ve realized that there ain’t no losers or winners
We're just sinners so we all better surrender
I tend to drop the cinder block right on the tender spot
And I keep these MCs locked up in a Skinner box
I even threw Jimmy Hoffa in the Minnehaha Creek
For saying Oddjobs was weak, now gimme props

[Verse 4: Crescent Moon]
I write my life one song at a time
Verse by universe and rhyme by rhyme
Line after line and time after time
I find my mind will shine for all of humankind
Now you're blind, you can't see me? Fine
You can still listen to me whine
I saw a sign from the sky, now it’s time for me to travel
While y'all wait for a groundhog to see its shadow
Hop off the saddle, time to abort flight
You're going nowhere quick like that moth around my porch light
I'll rhyme for a fortnight, handing out knots galore
Lock the door before I use your face to mop the floor
A drunken man told me that I'm on the right track
I like rap, I'd also like my fucking life back
It's quite sad, you claiming that I tailgate
I wouldn't have to if you wasn't moving at a snail's pace
You got a pale face, sweating like a crack fiend
Throwing your hands up, reaching for the vaccine
Well, I think I do got a little something I could give em
All you gotta do is move to the rhythm

[Outro x4: all, Nomi, Crescent Moon, Advizer]
I’m discovering one thing leads to another thing
And that’ll bring me and you closer together
Like the summer brings the sunbeam, we’ll bring the drum beat
That’ll clear up and dissipate the stormy weather