Idiot Savant - Ghost Dog

Look, it ain’t good enough

Your woman’s done the job

She’s pulled you through

It’s time you did your part

So don’t dare croak, while sinking in the past

Just throw your cloaks, commence your waking up

Commence your waking up

If your mind regained

Calls for you to build up height before you drop

Don’t stop

Don’t live kneeling, no

If you’re to die, you gonna do so standing up

Now, as you antee up

To a bet in black and white

She gazes through

Storms do arise inside of glasses

Don’t dare mope, while pondering what’s not

The past is dead, our future’s here and now

Our future’s here and now

Spasm of good sense wakes you up

Spasm of good sense wakes you up

If your mind regained

Calls for you to build up height before you drop

Don’t stop

Spasm of good sense wakes you up

Spasm of good sense wakes you up

Don’t live kneeling, no

If you’re to die, you gonna do so standing up