Verse 1
He always rises in the East then sets in the West
The same way I succumb to sleep then wake at my best
When I was 17, I thought I was done
With waking at 6:30 every week, every morn-
Ning “Get up hon,” she says, “or you’ll be late for work
I know it’s a daily struggle just working for that jerk
But today’s hurdle paves the way for success
Now get in that bathroom and ooh! Take care of that breath!”
Ha, that’s my girl
Betty, I’d give you the world
Knows just how to push my knob to keep me with this job
Plus the baby on the way, I think we’ll call him Josh
Because like MLK, he’ll give the people what they want
Ok I’m ready; I kiss Betty on the cheek
And on her big belly, and I get a li’l kick
I miss them already but I’ve gotta pay these bills
So I start up the car, turn up the radio and the heat
…Rap music? Nah…I don’t listen to that
I remember once I had dreams of being a star
But dreams are just dreams: that’s what they are
They never last; they’re better left in the past
And I’m driving….And I’m driving… And I’m driving
The BOX

Verse 2
The Sun might rise in the East and set in the West
But at best it’s all a blur; I could care less
The last leg of this tour: it’s one of my first
Ever, I feel blessed, to finally be heard
A feeling I can’t express, or put into words
Sike it’s like a bird that finally took the dive
‘Cause despite the height, they all flew like kites
Watching from his cage, he knew what he wanted to be like
So he took a leap, at first wasn’t clear like seams
But he flew the highest that they had ever seen
The flyest they would ever get to see
But like all things, flight is not as cool as it seems
I wake up in Paris, in the best hotel I’ve ever been
I roll over and see, other side of my bed’s empty
I’d picked up a floozy; I think she went by Suzy
I guess she knew the drill
Just another ho in a night with M.L.T

Interlude

Verse 3
The Sun might rise in the West and set in the East
Or vice verse- don’t care as long as when I go to sleep
I know with my eyes closed, dreams are not being policed
Misused and abused instead they’re home free
And you bet your ass they’ll run like Usain
Crazy like Hussein but then again who’s sane?
Walking out to my car, I hear some screams and some yells
‘HelioS! M.L.T! And I love your nov-el!’
I smile and I nod, wave then I get in
Pull out a ring, I wonder what Lorraine will think
Well, I kinda know but we’ll see when we see
Then a plane flies by: oh, that’s the new Gulfstream
At about 70 something feet, I’m glad I got that degree
Pull out of my driveway, ready to win a girl out of my league
I guess it all worked out in the end…
I keep driving and I turn the bend
And I’m driving…and I’m driving…and I’m driving…