Alan Watts
Im happier there.
[Intro: DJ Azul]
Welcome back to that blue station
And I’m your host, DJ Azul
And if you’re feelin’ blue, ya already
I’m chillin’ with a young king
By way of Alabama
And he goes by the name of Nomrah
So if you ridin’ and you see a pink moon out tonight
Don’t be worried
It’s just that world premiere droppin’
Let’s get it, turn it up on a trillion!

[Chorus]
Make a monopoly, build me a empire
Show me a place where I can belong (yeah)
Lookin’ inside of my brain when I’m dead tired
Stayin’ inside of there all night long
I’m happier there (aye), I’m happier there
Don’t bother me (no), don’t bother me (no)
I’m happier there, don’t bother me (aye)
I’m happier there, don’t bother me, bother me

[Verse 1]
Locked up inside of my mind like asylums
Fucked up my pride ‘til I cried at the Bible
Bein’ myself is so fuckin’ difficult
I don’t wanna be judged at my minimal (no)
I just wanna be loved at my pinnacle
I’m just tryna be all I can give to you
Hope this ain’t Mortal Kombat, man I’ll finish you (finish him)
You ain’t prepared for the things that I’m finna do
Suffer in silence, wonder what pride is (huh?)
I’m needin’ guidance, who will supply it? (Tell me)
Vanish like Mayans to see if you’ll cry and
Wonder what happened when it was my time? Was I
Puttin’ spirits in my thermos like Danny Phantom (going ghost!)
Grab the Panic-Cam and then record the damage and I
Wait, I’m goin too far with it
Lemme stop now before I be startin’ shit (aye)
[Chorus]
Make a monopoly, build me a empire
Show me a place where I can belong (yeah)
Lookin’ inside of my brain when I’m dead tired
Stayin’ inside of there all night long
I’m happier there (aye), I’m happier there
Don’t bother me (no), don’t bother me (no)
I’m happier there, don’t bother me (aye)
I’m happier there, don’t bother me, bother me

[Verse 2]
Bother me when you want, bother me when you please
Bother me any time I’m needin’ peace or any serenity
I’mma be better than “better” be (aye)
I’m losin’ sleep at the thought of a better me
Imma go cook up some fire, I need me a recipe
Breathe me in, breathe me out
Come to me tellin’ me when you want me out
Said you want me now, give me hundred thou’
Imma hit the ground, smack the pavement loud
Imma go hit up my homies and tell them that we should be livin’ inside of the “now” (got it right now)
Not later, no favors, don’t take us for fakers
Your playlist ain’t A-List ‘til I’m with the greatest
Don’t play us, you’re fake as fuck

[Chorus]
Make a monopoly, build me a empire
Show me a place where I can belong (yeah)
Lookin’ inside of my brain when I’m dead tired
Stayin’ inside of there all night long
I’m happier there (aye), I’m happier there
Don’t bother me (no), don’t bother me (no)
I’m happier there, don’t bother me (aye)
I’m happier there-there-there-there-there-there
[Bridge]
Wait a minute, wait a minute
I’m done yet, man
Let’s get it
Listen

[Verse 3]
The day you see me flexin’ with the money for more likes
Is the day you see my fuckin’ demons learn to ride a bike (I dunno how to)
Hit a wheely ‘til they feel me, back it up, assess the real me
Am I breakin’ past my ceiling or have I fell into my feelings
Yeah your boy triple Aquarius, means I’m standin’ out at appearances
When I talk my shit, you fearin’ this, written in the stars and pyramids
Too many Scorpios around me, Busujima would be jealous
Stuck in your feelings like a Pisces, Ryutaro got overzealous
When you leave (leaf) you fall so violently that autumn’s gettin’ jealous
When it seems to turn to rioting, we call and get assemblin’
Go with that Tech N9ne (Tech 9) flow and spray at your neck like fragrances
Amazingness, no basic shit, I’m raging in, I’m breakin’ shit
Don’t play with this, I’m great at this, you fakin’ it to make a cent
I’m takin’ in the rays and shit to play to skip your basic shit
I ain’t ever been the one to try to live outside my mind
But I also ain’t the one to try to skip ahead of time (time time time)

[Outro: DJ Azul]
Didn’t I tell ya? I’m talkin ‘bout
Didn’t I tell ya?
World premiere
Pink moon
Nomrah
Azul
67.3 Indigo Radio
Let’s get it!
[Monologue: Alan Watts]
That seems a perfectly simple and logical question for a child to ask
Because of the presumption that your parents gave you your body
And you were popped into it
Maybe at the moment of conception or maybe at the moment of birth
From a repository of souls in Heaven
And your parents simply provided the physical vehicle
So that age-long idea that is indigenous, especially to the western world
Is that “I am something inside a body”
And uh, “I am not quite sure whether I am or am not my body”
Some doubt about it
I say “I think”, “I walked”, “I talked”
But I don’t say “I beat my heart”
I don’t say “I shape my bones”
I don’t say “I grow my hair”
“I feel that my heart beating, my hair growing
My bones shaping
Is something that happens to me
And I don’t know how it’s done
But other things I do”