BitterSweetLife

Inspired by my pal Oneway's recent excursion into rhythmic rhyming, I dug up this rag I threw together awhile ago.

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I've Discovered This

A funny thing happened to me on the way to the studio.
Ok, so I'm running late as usual, just walking down the sidewalk, skipping the cracks for luck, and this ragged phat boy walks up to me, sipping a green one, and says, “I'M THIRSTY! Do you have something to drink?” Good one. So I said:

“I've discovered the fountain of life—
It flows in the way I walk.
See, I've encountered my Creator;
When we met, He posed the question:
‘Rot in hell or live forever?’
Tilt. Now it's the outcome that I mention.
See, I've discovered the fountain of life,
And it flows in the way I walk.
Funny, though, the things I notice:
People laughing, time still passing,
But I do more than talk the talk.
Clocks are merely sentimental:
Another sunset, games I'll forfeit,
Tick tock tick tock tick tock.
Hands go 'round, I don't get older
'Cause a fountain's bubbling over.
I've discovered the fountain of life,
And it flows in the way I walk.
Things people say just don't affect me…anymore.
'Cause the immortal know they're going…home.
Men like to say that life is showbiz. Sad.
I'm glad that I know what the truth is. ‘Fraud!’
You choose fire or a fountain:
Die forever or live young?
Don't kid yourself, you're not alone here.
Don't think that you're the only mother's son
To beg the question.
Faced with two choices, I chose the right one.
See, faced with flames, you'd better balk.
As for me, I've discovered the fountain of life—
It flows in the way I walk.”

“Does that answer your question?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Then better get something to drink.”