Halloween
The night the artist caused a scene
The night I heard about his queen
I’m just glad my clock was clean
Hit the road
Hit the ceiling, hit my friends
And watch while it ends
Harder harder hardest
I am the artist
That makes it easy for you
To paint you in a corner
Marcus said
Or at least he might have said
I know what it is to be sad
You should see what I once had
Eighty-three
Man that’s where I’d like to be
God help me