lean up

lean up to the left lean up to the right, everyone's in sight what a delight, fight for your freedom, cause you need some burning bushes candle lit churches broken birches Hollywood in the gutter with lots of rubbers, and worse yet nuns be flying high day by day, and no I don't know why I suffocate on whisky with a little coffee, on this i sit by on the tip I edge little bit by little bit with no sense I sit and wait for the next day to come by but it does not, so here I spit, wait a minute is that a riot, I think it is here i come with my stuff, got a TV now and hear me now I am proud to say I got two cigars smoking them loud, without a care I go back to my lair, up the stairs I turn around and I got popo following me gladly pull my ak out of a tree, start shooting at point blank got one with a shank while the other stank like weed, lean up to the left lean up to the right, everyone's in sight what a delight, up down the road there's a little store, goes by the name of a cankerous eyesore though sold out on liquor got jam packed when the riot began, took to myself even started to pray that this day would end, had a hallucination saw the man then sent him packing, thats when I knew it would end, decided to plan it out though without much thought I jotted it down, how to fake my own death, first things first as I got carried away, need a getaway something fast or I'll run out of gas, after everything I would hit the highway, yet shit out of luck the plan failed due to the corpse being too stale, but because of the riot I got community service, lean up to the left lean up to the right, everyone's in sight what a delight this is where the riot ends nobody pretend like nothing happened, everything's all good I'm ok, no complaints and I hope you can say the same