Testo di Recycling

Don’t care whether this ship sails or sinks into the meat Don’t know if a lesson matters less than what’s to eat While you got it you figure why not launch off of the very highest rope Not trying to be shore side scoping breaks to score a ride More like causing fractures from the deep to make the tide Who needs slicker tools to build a portrait out of place Not trying to be sneaky when it’s wanting face to face When you’re rotten you figure why not stick up for the very finest dope Don’t care if a lesion’s clotting up or ceases to bleed Don’t know if a lesson is a pleasure or a need While you’re huffing you figure why not soak up all the craze instead of cope