Dishes

[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle] You just uh, you know, but me I'm just washing dishes You know, busting suds That's what a house husband does With or without an industry buzz There's no forks left And I contemplated eating with some forceps I wish I had a corvette like a killer rapper Cause rap fables end happily iller after They're all still a bachelor with gorilla stature And there's no rats' head code to liver cancer No clogged drains or broken dog chains No fog, rain or blacked out ball games I waited all day 'til the time was right I let the sun fade, not when it's shining bright [Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle] Picked out a beat for a song I would write tonight And start with a teaspoon or a tiny knife And then it's dynamite, instant daydreaming Different time, different day, different place even I hope Aesa never gets into paste eating He's from a very old race full of space heathens But now it's late evening, I'm still busting suds That's what a house husband does With pans full of Mississippi mud And other crud that just won't budge And maybe I should just grow bud Or rap wearing disco duds Anything to get more buzz Rent an old Volkswagen bug Spray paint it gold and try to follow Slug on tour A million ideas but I'm so unsure If I could only bubble like the soap suds Then I would've blown up an any given malady with no known cure [Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle] If 50 is a millionaire I wonder if he ever runs out of silverware Big acts fade away like Silverchair Broke rappers go nuts and join the militar-y Somewhere gorilla bear sneaks Making mixtape cuts over Dilla snares tweaked, but me I'm just washing dishes, I got wet sleeves Don't make dishes while I'm scrubbing, that's a pet peeve (I really, really hate that) But me, I'm just washing dishes Trying to help around the house more Making income instead of out-pour Enough about my shit, let's talk about yours Let's talk about yours (Yea, uh, we done) [Outro: Alpha MC] Yo man, this the Alph-Boss, man Alpha MC, Swim Team rapper-slash-producer But you know if- if you doin' this music independent shit You gotta have a day job, you knowmsayin'? Me, personally, I ship hula hoops, all around the world It's a new fitness trend, you knowmsayin'? We got one pound, two pound hula hoops Decorated with glittery tape, you knowmsayin'? We ship 'em all around the world Just yesterday, I shipped two hundred hoops to Iraq