Apathetica St. Germain
Lyrics to a rap ? song ...maybe!


My name is Apathetica St. Germain. You may be wondering, wondering, where'd I get the name? You might be thinking and thinking, that's a little strange. But hold on to your hat, if you be raging with style, for Apathetica St. Germaine giving you a wild. A wild is a story filled with truth and glory. A wild is a fable set like dinner on a table. A wild is a tale you hope will never fail but like pizza is delivered and brings about a shiver when you have the realization in your imagination, that the words that you are hearing, a hot poker just a searing you with information that you aint never heard before. All this aint new, all this has been said, all this has been written by men alive and now dead. But maybe Apathetica - uh-uh-uh...can help you see a new perpectiva -uh-uh-uh. Just be open, be silent, be willing to hear, try to listen, try to see, try to subjugate your fear.
Apathetica been in your damn shoes but had a moment, a vision, not divine intervention, just a feeling, a knowing, down deep in the heart, til an explosion occurred like a magnificent fart. Everything blew wide in a scary refrain, all the hate and the doubt and the hurt and the pain. Then the rage, my god, the delirious rage, you relinquish the need to always be center stage. It was the knowing, like a mowing down of all of my weeds, felt like disaster at the moment, like I killed all the seeds. It was knowing my existence is truly the gift. No fooling, no lying, not some fucked up rift.
I am enough to just be breathing, to be seeing, hearing, feeling. And I see your brain explode and your spirit starts reeling. But stand there and feel it. Stand there and know it. The world is in you, and you are the world. Undecorated. Uncomplicated. Money for jam. Plain sailing and lucid, a doss and a snap. Undemanding, a doddle, a snack and a tackle. It's straightforward and blunt, call it honest and naked. It's unvarnished truth, Zoraster thus spake it.
And Apathetica be trying to teach to the people, standing with this wild like a church with a steeple. A horse at the water but you can't make it drink. Apathetica be begging you, "love yourself, jumbuck, don't think."
