It’s easier in slow-motion.
History shows again and again
How nature points out
The folly of man.
This is why
Why we fight
Why we lie awake
This is why
This is why we fight
When we die
We will die with our arms unbound
And this is why
This is why we fight
What shall we say, shall we call it by a name
As well to count the angels dancing on a pin
Water bright as the sky from which it came
And the name is on the earth that takes it in
We will not speak but stand inside the rain
And listen to the thunder shout
I am,
I am,
I am,
I AM
Yes, I’m on a plane and bored. Listening to my music library on random.
Yeah my whole family done give up on me
And it makes me feel oh so bad
The only one who will hang out with me
Is my dear old granddad
And we drink alone, yeah
With nobody else
Big, bull, bull, bull, bullfrog
Sittin' in the pond
Big, big bullfrog
Baby, sittin' in that pond
Got a white tie and coattails
Got no britches on
Goin' to Houston
Baby, see my pony run
Goin' up Houston
See my pony run
If I win some money, baby
Surely bring you some
Light rain, light rain
Baby, fallin' down
Light rain, light rain
Baby, fallin' down
Soon as it hit my windowpane, mama
Surely hit the ground
Hell, I ain't drunk! I only had a pony keg
I chugged my carbo-loadin' dinner, still got my hollow leg
I don't care what your mama's thinkin'
Everybody knows that (beer ain't drinkin')
Yeah, everybody knows that (beer ain't drinkin')
Everybody knows that (beer ain't drinkin')
{Mars, Holst’s Planets}
There's too much time spent looking for a reason
It's the simple ones that beat the most truth
Oh, what a life a mess can be
I'm sitting here thinking of you once again
Give a thought to me
Well, time won't wait, better open the gate
Get up and start what needs to be done
It's running down, there's much you missed
Working on that graveyard shift
As the rhythm's designed to bounce, what counts is that the
Rhyme's designed to fill your mind, now that you've
Realized the pride's arrived, we got to
Pump the stuff to make ya tough, from the heart
It's a start, a work of art
To revolutionize, make a change, nothin's strange
People, people! We are the same, no—
We're not the same 'cause we don't know the game
What we need is awareness, we can't get
Careless! You say, "What is this?"
My beloved, let's get down
To business, mental self-defensive fitness
Bum-rush the show!
You gotta go for what you know
To make everybody see! In order to
Fight the powers that be ("Lemme hear you say—")
Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I'm goin' to Jackson, and that's a fact.
Yeah, we're goin' to Jackson, ain't never comin' back.
Every day
Every day
Every day I write the book
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Inside you're burnin', I can see clear through
Your eyes tell more than you mean them to
Lit up and flashin' like the reds and blues
Out there on the neon avenue
Well, I feel like, feel like a stranger
Well, the music's thunderin', well reckless and hot
You keep firin' glances across the room
And I can't stop wonderin' just what you got
I get the feeling I'm goin' to find out real soon, oh yeah c'mon
I feel like, I feel like, feel like a stranger
Everyone's calling me a stranger
Let's get on with the show, let's go