Root canals and temporary crowns
Routinely mottle my inverted D frowns
Less abrasive sounds and more rhythmic grooves
Will grace us with respect to my mood
Soon to be presented via the digital loop
Soon to be stuck forever a digital loop
With alphabet soup I masterfully intertwine
But only in this instance to make myself bind
To the digital loop stop to recoup and regroup
Re-recording this time with the TV on mute
Lucky fluke when the rhythm hits properly
Adjust my mic stand to curse my own property
Sloppily... frick Can't do the trick
Lickitung who doesn't know lick Always sick
Pick a subject that's not self deprecation
How bout B movies that include defenestration
Demonstration time volunteer I pick me
See how I can turn that theme around so quickly
Like a ballerina dancer with the heavy hands
Heavy feet heavy heart and dangerous jump lands
Talents spans across a half octave range
It's strange how my dentist left my crooked fangs
Perhaps he was distracted by the digital loop
I've been over exposed to the concept of cute
Loot my own grave prematurely call it living
Particularly deficient in my quality of giving
Skimming cream off the top latte skimmer pops
Heart pounds fast when my digital plumber hops
Activate the next the digital loop always corrects
Stare into it once more and feel its effects