Breathe in the air, don't be afraid to care Don't leave me, look around, choose your own ground Spies you'll give and tears you'll cry All you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be Run, rabbit run Dig that hole, get the sun When at last the work is done Rounds are down, it's time to dig another one On you live and on you fly But only if you ride the tide Balanced on the biggest wave Race towards an upgrade Picking away the moments that make up a dull day Fritter and waste, the hours in an offhand way Picking around on a piece of ground in your hometown Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine Staying home to watch the rain And you are young and life is long And there is time to build a name And then one day you find, ten years have gone behind you, no one told you when to run, you missed the start again. Sinking, racing around, to come up behind you again Sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time. Times that either come to hold, or half the pages to the mind. Russian is the English way, the time is gone, the song is over, can I have something more to say?
And I'm tired I'm bound beside the fire Far away, across the fields, tolling on the iron bell, calls the faithful to their knees, to hear the softly spoken magic spell. Oh Get a big job, it's a gas, with hands that stash, a new car, cabriolet, four star, and Get back, keep your hands on a stack. It's a hit. Don't get me back to the good bullshit.
I'm in a high-five deli. Two plus plus traveling sex. Money, it's a crime.
Share it, fail it, don't take a slice of my pie. Money, so they say, is the root of all evil today. But if you ask a rocket, no surprise, it can't get it done the way.
I certainly wasn't right. I was really drunk at the time. He just told me he was in Pumkin to number 2. He was asking why he wasn't coming up on 3011. So I yelled and screamed and told him why he wasn't coming up on 3011. I said, why is he right here?
He just told me that I was really drunk at the time. Us, us, us, us, us, and them, them, them, them, and after all, we're only ordinary men. And you, you've got only...
Forward we drive, from the rear, and the front, blackguards. General Sack, and the light of the night, move from side to side. Black.
The's rich, and who is who? Up and down, and in the end, it's only round and round, round and round. Take it, bro.
Take it. I'm taking off. It can be held, there's a lot of it about, with, without.
The world of the Christ, of dear despise, be all my guide. The Lunatic is on the grass. The Lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and gloves Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds the folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more And if your head explodes with dark revolutions too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The teak is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade You make the change You rearrange me till I'm sane You lock the door Throw away the key, there's someone in my head, but it's not me. And if the clouds thunder in your ear, the shower no one seems to hear, and your head starts playing a different tune, I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. I can't think of anything to say.
I can't think of anything to say. Sleaze Hahaha Touch You see I'll let you taste How you feel? Know that you love Know that you hate Are you distressed? Are you saved?
Know that you feel And I'll let you deal And I'll let you buy Pick, follow or steal And I'll you create And I'll you destroy And I'll let you do And all that you say And all that you eat And everyone you meet And all that you slight And everyone you fight And all that is now And all that is gone And all that's to come And everything under the sun is in tune And the sun is a crisp bottom