Ruby Yacht – The Ruby Yacht Is A Poet Gang lyrics

[Verse 1: sb the Moor]
Yeah, you know what it is baby, ah ha ha ha ha ha
The ruby yacht is a poet gang, you know what it is mane
It's in the name, you know it's hard for you to maintain
But it's okay 'cause we here to sang for you mane
And we got it like a doctor
We got it like this and we got it like that
So keep your mind and hearts exposed
So we can touch 'em with our fingers and our toes
We are the best, yes, I suppose
The phantom troupe, the ransom lecoup
The handsome loot is all in our boot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Crackers can't handle this, I'm livin' so scandalous
Poetry bandit shit, way I bless your soul, shit
You mighta thought I came from Nazareth
History hazardous, missing mysteries of the alchemist
Ain't passin' these fascist kids no shoes, make bread
Dreadlock head, singin' the blues, red right hand
All green fed

Real ruby shit

[Verse 2: R. A. P. Ferreira]
Step out in some winkle pickers, fresh from exile
You've seen I drippin' ruby yacht from the neck down
You, sad as a wet clown, ah, Booker T. Spenderooni
For the seat sniffers and onlookers
Sneak disser, smokin' mid that hit like blown woofers
Which is to say, not very loudly
We built this ark most proudly
Diligently, the chorus speaks and that's the village in me
But, everything in moderation, in the strangest and most dangerous occupation
Soulfolk space station
Peace to the pagan druids, Zarathustrans and Buddhists
Anarchists and Rosicrucians
Peace to problems and solutions
Peace to purity and dilution
Peace to severity and dilution
Peace to suspended animation and violent instincts
Pipsqueaks and squirters, hip cat's and murderers

(That shit sounds good)
(I know that is good dude, that's all we need)
(You wanna start it off)
How does the poet feel (Yes and what does the poet think)
And to what is the poet real (And how is the poet indebted)
And to what does the poet think (And how does the poet know)
And what makes the poet weak (And what makes the poet go)
And what time does the poet keep (How does the poet sleep)
And what time does the poet keep (Mmm)

[Verse 3: Eldon Somers]
I'll be there now in a minute
I'll be sure to varnish it
Sb do a handstand from sittin'
Just a handful of styles we're brandishin'
Ferreira blacksmithin' so check the gate
Raw Navel still the illa tape
I quote some killa sippin' Pink lemonade
Then a date with the Minute Maid
Been a minute since I've been afraid
Green divots when I pivot, you just see the main
A louder team is bait
We seen and preened the maze
The infinite megalithic, so you can peep the names
I'ma run things

(Ruby yacht)

[Verse 4: S. Al]
If he wasn't such a hot letter writer, I could never keep it straight
Did a hard job under the hood, hair down past his waist
Pulled up ever so neatly, and extremely well behaved
The next morning we took leave of those people
On to greener pastures as they say
The ruby yacht's a poet gang (The ruby yacht's a poet gang)
The ruby yacht's a poet gang (The ruby yacht's a poet gang)
The ruby yacht's a poet gang (The ruby yacht's a poet gang)
Who I am now is somewhat different
I went off to training camp and came home once for Christmas
In almost perfect shape
I did something funny and most people can't relate
It was down in through Spokane, I saw Dakota highways
And I'm to be stationed overseas
I signed up to join in and I wrote for one hundred days
To complete my application for admission into ruby yacht, the poet gang

(Ruby yacht)

[Verse 5: Pink Navel]
Poet gang, yeah, spoken with quite the confidence
Woo, this might be one hard to swallow flick
Follow up with the doctor 'cause my arm's sore
From my resting topography while driving on tour
Layer up please, it's time, employ a travel buddy
Mark this as a mandatory spot, yes
Gully is the band of ruby hotness, it's pulling all the stops out
Meeting photo shops without cropping cape
Out of time, offering to drop out, of course we keep the locks out
Uh, anyway, um, I got an idea the size of both floors of this building

[?] morph it to shift feeling, it's a timeless energy loop
Think tank, [?] who's got the room two
Many activities done in this single green time
It's this tilted scene, [?] stops and the bars come
Biggest scheme, feeling fit to be a fixed machine
The ruby yacht's a poet gang
The ruby yacht's a poet gang
The ruby yacht's a poet gang
The ruby yacht's a poet gang
The ruby yacht's a poet gang