Polish the membrane, lean on the right brain,
Here we go here we go here we go....
Push the lush, press your luck,
Make a mark, start a star, hold you up..
Tunnel vision, it's a fusion
Of the intellect and imagination,
Borrow nothing, steal it all
From the mind you have behind that social wall
Fresh and fierce, you can pierce
Liberated, not frustrated, in control, here we go...
And I still have creative block... oh man....