Do ya'll have a pulse?

An inquisition has arisen
And I know it sounds ridiculous
But many have a vicious vision
Of what living is, plenty know what livid is
But if you're listening I want positive deposited
Synonymous with kids that are interested
In what is written in their Christmas lists

So do ya'll have a pulse?

A question again I'll pose
Some of ya'll say "of course" but ain't even close
But don't put your blade to your wrist to check it!
If life's a wreck then trust when I recommend and beckon second thoughts
Like "it ain't over yet man"
Do your best to open your eyes, slope your grin wide
Open the blinds and let the sunshine and fun times inside
So when I ask the line about your personal welfare
I want to hear a clear and convincing "Hell Yeah"

So do ya'll have a pulse?

Damn well thats great to know!
I've got a qualm I've been waiting to relate to though
You're familiar with how this situation goes
Maybe your day is slow and so you brave the coast
But you behave so gross like display and boast
That you've got a countenance the creates lakes from snow
We're all quiet with hatred so
Is it graceless or tasteless? Both!
It's best to suggest and just shake the pose
Forget the break bliss prose
Smiles, you never want to wait to show
Its a wildflower that you want to rake and grow
So start befriending me and wake the pulse
Because it's our energy that'll make the show!
Grins and laughter ought to with Oscars and Grammy's soon
So answer my conclusion questions with a "yeah we do"

Do to hate when you scarcely move?
Do you hate when you're very lewd?
Do you hate when you're scary crude?
Do you love what you hear me do?
Now I can smile really clearly too
We've all got a pulse it ain't something that we should barely prove