The Rock by Detroit Leprechaun Lyrics
He steps off the bus into the world of desolation
He kicks the rock on his way home
No better friend than that stone in a barren civilization
"It's us against them and it's just you and me
Maybe I can roll you down a hill and Medusa will release"
He just keeps his head low
If his ideas were found he'd probably be stoned
But he's already asking for more weight
The long term mind state, out he zones
Caught between his pal and a dense world
Boulders incoming, pebbles in his shoes
There's nothing to lose without a cornerstone unfurled
A lunar eclipse makes his buddy feel like granite
His mind is rattled, his movement stagnant
The lava rains with cooperation of the winter clouds
Too many stalagmites to shroud, this will be his bane
But the rock is there, the day is reclaimed
He looks up and yet everything's the same
The rock remains, but there's cracks in the frame
It can’t sustain the harshness of this game
If he doesn’t, know, is it okay for friends to be stoned
Maybe he can turn ignorance into a construction zone
Why know from whom snake eyes collected loans?
Everything matters to a stagnant stone
He’s not smoking rocks, he’s hit with rocks
The fists of unknown under the mercy of the hands of a clock
He kicks the rock on his way home
No better friend than that stone in a barren civilization
"It's us against them and it's just you and me
Maybe I can roll you down a hill and Medusa will release"
He just keeps his head low
If his ideas were found he'd probably be stoned
But he's already asking for more weight
The long term mind state, out he zones
Caught between his pal and a dense world
Boulders incoming, pebbles in his shoes
There's nothing to lose without a cornerstone unfurled
A lunar eclipse makes his buddy feel like granite
His mind is rattled, his movement stagnant
The lava rains with cooperation of the winter clouds
Too many stalagmites to shroud, this will be his bane
But the rock is there, the day is reclaimed
He looks up and yet everything's the same
The rock remains, but there's cracks in the frame
It can’t sustain the harshness of this game
If he doesn’t, know, is it okay for friends to be stoned
Maybe he can turn ignorance into a construction zone
Why know from whom snake eyes collected loans?
Everything matters to a stagnant stone
He’s not smoking rocks, he’s hit with rocks
The fists of unknown under the mercy of the hands of a clock