Standing On the edge of forever At the start of whatever Shouting love at the world Back then We were like cavemen But we mapped the moon and the stars
Down, down, let your crazy out Boys go crazy over you Grip like a New York window cleaner Just staring at you Youth don't leave me, hair stay on me God
Oh no, turning into cannibals and everything That she wants is made out of minerals I don't know what I done, she only speaks in subliminals The reception
Going through a world of sad debris, Regard quixoitic reveries of ownership: The blossoming disease of man called tenure and accretion, The ancient western
And progress is not intelligently planned It's the facade of our heritage The odor of our land They speak of progress In red, white and blue It's the
Say yes to a real life ambition Say yes to our hopes and our plans Forget about your indecision Let's get the beast off our land A tree that can grow
We used to walk those golden streets But where's the glitter gone? The times we knew, falling back into blue From this moment on We used to sail such
A bald treeis what I see not cause of fall but poison-clouds Rain drops are falling down from a poisoned sky Apocalypse has begun first the trees will
It's just a fraction of time Until we move in reverse Can feel the pressure in all our minds And the whole Universe Is it a question of force? A metaphysical
I get the feeling that we are being lied to There's a surge in my psychosis every turn of the screw And I'm half awake in paisley print I can see the
Save our souls, we're splitting atoms Go tell Eve and go tell Adam Liberate your sons and daughters Some are gods and some are monsters We'll get a five
Kings and queens and presidents Ministers of governments Welcome to the future of your world Through talking heads that took liberties The monkeys learned
I, I'm just a piece of your pie chart You're in a room with a rock star Only I play the good parts of a kind heart The sky's too low And the room's too
My greatest fear is We're just wasting tears Wasting several years Still being round here My greatest fear is Maybe you will notice I'm not what you
We became the parade on the streets that we once cleaned Expendable soldiers smiling at anything Raised on a feeling our lives would have meaning eventually
We keep embellishing upon the new unchartered path Expressing what we see and how we comprehend the math So there's enough for everyone We gotta make
Pulling your confidence through Some courage is well overdue I believe solely in all your promise Why waste a second in doubt You could be helping you
Who am I to flip a wicked bitch? Business is business But now the revelation has revealed How the Bo$$ bitch is trying to get rich And doing a good job