Ethereal Driftwood by Busdriver
Ethereal Driftwood lyrics
Ethereal Driftwood
Y�all want to see tits and ass,
Street grit and sass
As beatniks smoking grass on holiday
-You know what we want-
You�re looking for a grievance to mask, preferably with
a fetus in the trash
While you eat quiche and laugh on the Champs-Elysee
-You know what we want-
I�m not down with that B-list staff,
As they yell out Jesus at mass
I�ll be laughing while I knead this mish-mash of
pottery clay
-You know what we want-
An appropriated grease-slick slab, posted up as a meat
stick add
But I make the average moviegoer too seasick and sad
-You know what we want-
And I�m too caustic to run, for office or be expunged
For my agnostic plunge
-You know what we want-
So what I�ve accomplish and done, is viewed as an off-
setted pun
By the posh and young tastemakers
-You know what we want-
An overdone tame premise,
I jump from the plane wreckage
Unscaved yet sunbathed in the rigors of a bass pluck
-You know what we want-
Pop culture�s lame vestiges, I�m an ordained pessimist
With hippie-qualms and
sticky bombs to deter the tank-truck
I�m good for a belly laugh
Covered in a blanket of ash
Leaving with an ankle cast
But sometimes I feel that�
I don�t have what you want
So won�t you accept my humble offerings
Broken TV sets as ethereal driftwood
When you�re on the plan alive with water wings
You�ll think,
�I didn�t know surrendering felt this good�
I don�t have what you want
So won�t you accept my humble offerings
They want semantics and sniveling
Grams to sniff on a triple-beam
To be hand-picked for a little scene
In a student film
All I have is pamphlets full of liberal zing
Antihistamines in a syringe-sling
A shanty for this fitted king
Of uprooted elm
And they�ve been given solar-powered cars
Trail mix and power bars
Upturned tarot cards
They want to be heralded by wishful teens
In stretch-Hummers and limousines
They�re beyond medicinal means
-You know what we want-
But I gave them a protagonist
The color of cinnamon and mahogany
filtered through award-winning cinematography
And the motherf#$%ing discography of a G
If you don�t like it then kick rocks
I�m pre-history�s disc-jock
Yeah, I know what you wanted homie
but I never had the s#$t in-stock
I don�t have what you want
So won�t you accept my humble offerings
Broken TV sets as ethereal driftwood
When you�re on the plane alive with water wings
You�ll think,
�I didn�t know surrendering felt this good�
I don�t have what you want
So won�t you accept my humble offerings�
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