The Mad Conductor - Members Only lyrics

[Hook] The tiger got to hunt The bird got to fly The man got to sit and wonder why The tiger got to sleep The bird got to land The man got to tell himself one day he'll understand [Verse One: MC Devlin] They cancelled all my shows throughout the lower south So with my rapid fire motormouth I capsized the show promoter's house Claimed my coin and copped a case of cola Hopped a train so vain we was soaking down in NOLA I'm a scatterbrain eating boxes of Zatarain's at the lacquer stains toppin' table tops Tellin' K-ville cops that I don't have a name or occupation That's when they lost they're patience And brought me to the station for some cross examination I'm being held under wrongful suspicion All bundled up in an awkward position Till my man the jailer handed me a file I filed the bars and documents and wandered down the aisle Once back on my hurtin' feet I hurdled free to bourbon street Where unexpectedly I met a fleeter at a cappa cheese who want to murder me Because my eighth grade grand pops stole the land with a gun in his hand Now lookin' back it's just a blur They stuck me for my fur plus my frankincense and myrrh I had to been beaten in the head with the bike to feed my Blues I won't dispute all my philosophical views Although I didn't have many to lose The most significant of them is one I often abuse [Hook] [Verse Two: MC Devlin] I was awoken several hours later by defibrillators Headed to the sixth level in a crowded elevator of the medicinal center Where the doctors all said I would be shackled in forever to a hospital bed They tried to calm me down with their sedatives and drowsiness Then I read the proud text of Malcolm x It taught I should never let them put my mouth to rest and speak out against Money hungry charlatans and counterfeits One day I snapped, gnawed through my straps Fled my water lunging, threw the rubbers to a girl at ma** and asked The parishioners who were all in awe "Why you worship this awful god with all you knobs?" Jumped on the table ripped the box from off the wall Swung it by a cable through the window in the hall The nurses pulled cans of pepper spray from their purses But their disperses prove worthless as I made a getaway to the surface Pirated a charter boat across the gulf along the Florida coast to the Galapagos Off in the distance a perforated roll Ran through playing piano like worms through a skull [Verse Three: MC Devlin] Yo Nietzsche couldn't reach me nor could any of his kind Cause cutting down vines with a simian mind is like tryin' To drain the ocean out on the dry land Even if you succeed the water meets up again It's been a long time since my introspective journey And with the help of a respected attorney I moved out west to find a home in Idaho Long from the land of Cajun catfish and Zydeco And up here there ain't nothing to do Unless your into having barnyard fun and huffing glue And I'm not So I sit and wonder lots As my chargle didding mind sifting to another spot Would stay out of picture women swim without a sone thought In reality a man k**ed the next and stole his crops And I used to do the same for an answer to my question Till I figured out there ain't a man who has possession Assuming there's a foundation there to possess It's all too human too expect any sense The thought would always claw at the back of my mind Why outta all the great beasts why I had to be mine Leg leg arm head upright spine It's a members only club with one way to resign [Hook] The tiger got to hunt The bird got to fly The man got to sit and wonder why The tiger got to sleep The bird got to land The man will never understand even if he thinks he can