Degree

Have you been to the movies lately? Did you read the marquee?
It’s not even started and there is a push to leave
In the midst the alley I had a foggy notion
Hounds nipping at the wheels of the bus, quite a commotion

I stand so cold, committed
A little stoned out, though I admit it
Never was laced up to the degree
To the degree

Took an hour of action to relieve my bleary eyes
I did meditations and they brought me back inside
Brutal whimsy, is there anything beyond it?
Me, I think I left that ticket in laundry

I stand so cold, committed
A little stoned out, though I admit it
Never was laced up to the degree
To the degree