Visions - Ugly Duckling

Nor a backseat driver who missed the off-ramp

It seems magic beans bring hope to a dope

Who’s lured into a gingerbread house by a louse

Who sneaks up behind to make the big incision

And chews the life out of a lad who had a foolish vision

(Young Einstein) Vision?

You mean like the skateboard?

(Dizzy) Yeah, but my ma was low on cash so I had to thrash a Nash

Down the block, shell-shocked in shelter from the tempest

Climbing out of Hades looking for Olympus

(Andy C) Imagination if you can, make the vision grand

I was a honeycomb kid, now I’m a raisin bran man

When I’m hipping superchicken across the beat street

The king of the street on days they don’t sweep

I would never aim to be what someone claims to be

In fact, I’d be ashamed to be anyone other than me, Andy

Captain E.O.

in a Geo cause I take up space

Not the baby honey lover with the make-up case

Not the scantily clad rappin' fad you see on the box

I’m catching zees not disease, I harm alarm clocks

And I’ll still be young within when I have a double chin and wrinkled skin

Needing reading contacts for cataracts

(Dizzy) and icepacks for bad backs

(Andy C) x-lax for moving

Correct I’ll call collect on telephones with twine lines

Find adventures sipping thirst quenchers through my dentures

(Dizzy) Go ahead with your own life

(Andy C) and let me live mine

I want to have a spouse with a white blouse

Who doesn’t dig in my pouch when I’m asleep on the couch

I said, I want to have a spouse with a white blouse

Who doesn’t dig in my pouch when I’m asleep on the couch

Put your eyes under your hand

Make the vision grand

Imagination if you can

Make the vision grand

UD’s the type of band

Make the vision grand

Imagination if you can

Make the vision grand

(Dizzy) I’ll be the knee in the rib of the kid who said I wouldn’t do what I did

I take that back because my life’s become a knife to cut him slack

While most did not care, I welcomed back Kotter

And shot up like a flare of hot air from ground water

Halfway there means back to square one

So if Luck be a Lady I’m’a get her hair done

It seems as if I can’t win for losing, choosing

Dos and do nots is like the tie in double shoe-knots

You’ve got to pull some strings and hope the knot shakes

Maybe Special K or Ozone can give me a break

I don’t want to get locked down in the bad decision prison of the living dead

Rotting with the vision in my head

Of laughing at the man who spends yens on trends

I’ll lend tens to friends trapped in dead ends

But if rapping doesn’t happen it’s no biggy

I’ll just find another door to open and say «hello» like Squiggy

Put your eyes under your hand

Make the vision grand

Imagination if you can

Make the vision grand

UD’s the type of band

Make the vision grand

Imagination if you can

Make the vision grand

(Andy C) Tough guys give stares to Care Bears named Kindheart

Before drilling like Maximilian killing Doctor Reinhart

I’d hide my pride, keep it inside

You’ll give an Egyptian a conniption when you mock his stride

Now if I’m only allowed to be part of the crowd

I can mentally leave with the words I weave, and

Ripley wouldn’t believe speech patterns I use

I got Huey Lewis a new drug, he gave me the news

Some try in vain to gain an advantage

I’m not Bobby the Brain or Captain Lou but I’ll manage

To be fresh with the pencil lead

Like a cartoon’s acme product when I drop it on your head, I said

I want to live where cowards don’t pull guns out

And when I’m in the shower the hot water never runs out

I want to live where cowards don’t pull guns out

And when I’m in the shower the hot water never runs out

Put your eyes under your hand

Make the vision grand

Imagination if you can

Make the vision grand

UD’s the type of band

Make the vision grand

Imagination if you can

Make the vision grand