Absent Minded
Will i ever change the world? Inspired by another act for man
full of sheep
i scream for help
the wolves are coming from the forest
and me the man in the middle
what do i do now?
we communicate with a complex language of thousands of letters and words
the animals think were stupid actually
as they chirp and buzz
a simple language that to u never occurs
they arent scared of us
even though we are extremely hostile and dangerous
but the animals are smart enough in the forest to know
we're killing htem all as their home is destroyed
and through their language of growls and meows or barks and yips
i know many things
we swam this way last winter up stream
after we laid our eggs
and you got caught
i was thrown back
and that's the story we tell the young little tadpoles
of the tragedy of fisherman and eggs
Living in a small town
and no body guards
and no money for gas or transportation
hiding from the rich hitmen who came to claim their prize
which had not been awarded to me yet
i had to hide and slide from strangers house to strangers house
making IOU's to spend this 20 billion dollars i was entitled to
to escape this small town to get to the lottery center to get my cheque
and either start the surprise holiday
or divy up the prize
hundreds of thousands of tickets
some worth nothing some worth a dollar or two
one walking deadman with a ticket worth 20 billion dollars
writing IOU's
so in this dream
Im hiding in strangers houses
buying clothes and cutting my hair
wearing glasses and backwards hats
and creating distractions in town square like leap frog
and frozen tag
i scream for help
the wolves are coming from the forest
and me the man in the middle
what do i do now?
we communicate with a complex language of thousands of letters and words
the animals think were stupid actually
as they chirp and buzz
a simple language that to u never occurs
they arent scared of us
even though we are extremely hostile and dangerous
but the animals are smart enough in the forest to know
we're killing htem all as their home is destroyed
and through their language of growls and meows or barks and yips
i know many things
we swam this way last winter up stream
after we laid our eggs
and you got caught
i was thrown back
and that's the story we tell the young little tadpoles
of the tragedy of fisherman and eggs
Living in a small town
and no body guards
and no money for gas or transportation
hiding from the rich hitmen who came to claim their prize
which had not been awarded to me yet
i had to hide and slide from strangers house to strangers house
making IOU's to spend this 20 billion dollars i was entitled to
to escape this small town to get to the lottery center to get my cheque
and either start the surprise holiday
or divy up the prize
hundreds of thousands of tickets
some worth nothing some worth a dollar or two
one walking deadman with a ticket worth 20 billion dollars
writing IOU's
so in this dream
Im hiding in strangers houses
buying clothes and cutting my hair
wearing glasses and backwards hats
and creating distractions in town square like leap frog
and frozen tag
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Will i ever change the world? Inspired by another act for man
Will i ever change the world? Inspired by another act for man