Lyrical Breakdown of Blotter Acid Reflux Syndrome - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Blotter Acid Reflux Syndrome" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Atmosphere weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Blotter Acid Reflux Syndrome" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Atmosphere employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Atmosphere's narrative.

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I got so much trouble on my, eh, eh, eh -eh, eh, Yesterday I saw two houseflys going at it in the bathroom, Like a couple of barflys. It was disgusting but not because of the fucking, It's just a random thought that I had. That everyone's an offspring of just something, A whole lot of bacteria, standing on the rocky banks of Lake Superior. Tryin to watch the weather keep a finger on the artery, Stop pretending that you ain't left the party with part of me. I believe tyou're from the future and you came back to waste me But I think you probably won't cause you like me We in the shadow of the shade of the Moonlight Let's say goodnight while it's still a goodnight, aight. I'm feeling like maybe its getting closer to closing time Lock the door, flip over the sign, And I've got so much trouble on my mind. I'm filling my bottle up on your table, I'm as willing and able as a tornado, I wear it like the heart you tattoo to your sleeve You tear it all apart to gather what you need Stop all the madness,box up the fragments Stick a book of stamps to the top of the package Say please deliver this to the previous owner I wrote my name up in the corner and the "s" was a cobra. Mix up the ingredients how I showed ya You probably think I'm an idiot though don't ya. Never thought I'd grow to be anything more Than Just another Gomer being told to"Shut up soldier" Looking over you shoulder before stepping over the line I can turn the water in your toilet bowl into wine And I've got so much trouble on my mind. Can't help but to think back, back before the shrink wrap, Back before the sound man was sabotaged with feedback. All I wanted was to be a part of something Larger than the sum of the parts. My dogs will bark at the sharks And it's my darkest parts that seem to get all the shine That's when I start my departure then I remember the rhyme It goes I've got so much trouble on my mind Never mind Refuse to lose