Who'd have ever known it'd come to this trying to 

predict your future sitch is simple as peace is a flick of a switch

hitter. No prizes for not guessing that there'll be some days

where I get most of my protein from this paper that I write on

This same little Timmy was sporty kid, and yeah the sun

worked its fryer on my pail skin funny thing frailty

I kept attending practice when my dad was having episodes

That left behind a family in tatters

And the subsequent descent under the poverty line

Still we had a roof above our heads and friends to grow and build with

And who'd have known of who I'd be if I had different early cards

But whose to ask what might've been I exercise my right to turn a 

Blind eye to the rear vision, at which point the third eye'll hopefully 

kick in and then make a mark or something maybe

we can all look forward to some added time to sleep in

and do some home improvements on the weekend out in Eden

Or, if it's okay, don't ask me any questions

Just let the pen make a natural progression

If it's okay don't ask me any questions,

Just let the pen make a natural progression 


I'd have never even tried to guess from three to thirteen

To eighteen what's now got me on full court press yes

In retrospect the hints were there, timid as a billboard

A batsman, keeper, graffiti writing creature 

Sort of wrote a bit, it's now embarrassing but there's love

For those nursery rhyme raps in primary school Nug

They were bugged out but as if we weren't I copped

A tonne of verbal abuse but I'd say thankyou sir

I never came to cause trouble, we even wrote a rap

As peace offerings to Mr Beaumont when he had a baby

That was at 11, at 15 you could've seen them early morning 

petty crime schemes I've got a pin inside my foot to prove it

you'd be stupid to assume that there were no regrets but it's not over yet

I wind my window down a bit left the career back at the tollway

Generation cynic Y2K without the rollplay


Stranger things have happened, and it's not shock horror

And if you were to buy the bio then I wouldn't bother

It's just the way it is, call it my live review

Yeah I remember all these things while I'm hyping you


I had a fella tell me once of all his ideologies 

You know the kind of scholarly filled chemical philosophies

Significance of numbers and your stars and your bloodlines

Scars from the sunshine tragedies and punchlines

Premature deaths occur before the person's ready

Said the fella before gently falling down and passing out

Well there you go the emporer proudly put out all he had on show

And here's a million bucks for guessing what tomorrow holds

Bank vaults and catapaults a liberal dose of smelling salts 

To snap you back to Urth and yeah I've got present tense on lock

Known to deviate a little I guess, solving the how'd I get here 

riddle and yes, there's still a bit on my chest

Was it the year I was completely depressed I swore I'd

Never take for granted when the skin disease left. And still don't.

Still evokes potently as turning points tend to do

And sometimes I reflect on this while I'm hyping you.


Stranger things have happened, and it's not shock horror

And if you were to buy the bio then I wouldn't bother

It's just the way it is, call it my live review

Yeah I remember all these things while I'm hyping you