Future Duke -

Stuck in federal prison working for no wage

But labor without pleasure makes us fate’s slaves

A ceremony of garage doors touching down

Burn the laundry claw the grass make a guttural sound

Drag a folding chair into the middle of the court

And greet the plaid executioner long noose too short

Take the drainage ditch past the empty playground

Fireworks at the convenience store rent a movie downtown

Slurpin' purple big gulp masked lumberjack on my cup

Unlimited Jolt jolted off the spring board

The pool people know clean the traps throw the latch at the tornado church

Worshipping white noise personified named a Mordecai with a necrody eye

Take the route not the path

You know he’s down there

The obelisk with sequined pants

The last dude at the party and the first one here

Mood congruent fogged memory sleep is near

Above ground pool worship

You can’t run it’s no fun on these wood chips

The blue wizard works it

You’re so done on these wood chips