Blu Blak Truk - Not the Same

Like a little shaved angry monkey
Won from pirates in a late night poker game
Not much as soulful company
Just as likely to bite somebody's face

You say that were living like kings
And days like these will never end
I forget to the party just what you bring
But expired poppers and crazy eyes

Not the same
Not the same

Eeking out an existence
Surviving squalor 'til the trust fund cheques roll in
In the gallery extracting espresso
Slicked back hair and a hot black uniform

Also inside über glasses
Jerome and Saul argue who's the best lover of Chagall
Freak me, freak me screamed Marta
Those Russian playwrites sure taught me to suffer

Not the same
Not the same

He was a superb poet that man
He said God never injures the drunk or the dumb
Don't kill if you don't intend to maim
Fun is fun but done is done is dumb

His fav mix tape celebrates a decade
Of being a bad boy but a really good guy
It's unadulterated, it's unacceptable
It's undeniable, it's unreliable

Not the same
Not the same

Written by:
Jonathan Reinders

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