My Beat

Rap/Hip-Hop with electric piano

I start off each morning with my favorite drug
Cook it up in the kitchen and take a slug
Coffee so black it helps me to wake
Prepared to attack the problems I face
Maybe it’s keeping my blood pressure high
But without my magic bean I’d rather die
It’s probably the shitty way everyone drives
My Ducati commute is hairy sometimes

I get to work and boot up my machine
To spend the day staring at a couple of screens
Telephone headset
I’m listening in to yet one more meeting that I must attend
Most of the days I can’t get much done because I’m so busy trying to do stuff
About half the time I don’t get to leave
I eat at my desk if I’ve got food to eat

If it’s a good day I might hit the gym
and try to maintain the shape that I’m in
If not I just try to get the hell home
My wife and our couch and some time alone
Most of the nights when I get back I pour me some good stuff
Booker’s neat in a glass
An Arrogant Bastard is my best friend
I sit in the chair and stare at the bright screen again
Dinner and it’s time to cook something up
Fish in the broiler
Broccoli is boiling
Dark chocolate
Or should we go out?

Maybe I’ll read or write something new
Go see my friends
Rehearse with the band
Computers are calling again
Do you have any work to do?

All too soon it’s time for the bed
Shut everything down
Put earplugs in
A goodnight kiss, a caress or two
Then off to sleep for morning comes soon
And in my sleep I’m walking my beat
In my hood
Right down my street
Everything quiet, everything still
The city shimmers
Lights twinkle on hills

The weekend is here in a matter of days
Errands and projects and things to make
Maybe I’ll work out, I’ll try to go
For sure I need groceries from Rainbow
Sunday is my favorite time
Read the paper in bed, don’t get out before 9
Staying in the best kind of rut
For 24 hours before Monday comes up

Work
Worry
Download
Remember
Repeat
Do over