About a hundred years ago now Thought I was left for dead Soliloquy, she was my A picture, a wake My metaphoric friend
So then I fell in love with An irony named Life It taught me this from that and A picture, a wake You're gonna be hilikus
History has a tendency To block out the popular beliefs About the leaders of the time So glisten with my syllables And ponder the thought Maybe they should have Had to dedicate more to it, go
You've got to be So good to be You've got to be hilikus
So I took a walk out side With my new found friend And the knowledge imbibe I figured I'd find another With the same attitude Yes, then maybe I could talk To someone other than myself
The doors are swinging wide open A positive attitude And the ilk in my pocket Had a lot to do With my new found friend The hilikus
History has a tendency To block out the popular beliefs About the leaders of the time So glisten with my syllables And ponder the thought Maybe they should have Had to dedicate more to it, go
You've got to be So good to be You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus
You've got to be So good to be You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus You've got to be hilikus
So good to be hilikus So good to be hilikus So good to be hilikus So good to be hilikus