From : LoveProgressiveRock
Added: Apr 2, 2008
Wandering in the chaos the battle has left, we climb up the mountain of human flesh, to a plateau of green grass, and green trees full of life. A young figure sits still by a pool, he's been stamped "Human Bacon" by some butchery tool. (he is you) Social Security took care of this lad, we watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower. A flower? v.Willow farm If you go down to Willow Farm, to look for butterflies, flutterbyes, gutterflies. Open your eyes, its full of surprise, everyone lies, like the focks on the rocks, and the musical box. Oh, there's Mum and Dad, and good and bad, and everyone's happy to be here. There's Winston Churchill dressed in drag, he used to be a British flag, plastic bag, what a drag. The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg, and the egg was a bird, Hadn't you heard? Yes we're happy as fish, and gorgeous as geese, and wonderfully clean in the morning. We've got everything, we're growing everything, We've got some in We've got some out We've got some wild things floating about. Everyone, we're changing everyone, You name them all, We've had them here, And the real stars are still to appear. ALL CHANGE! Feel your body melt; Mum to mud to mad to dad Dad diddley office, dad diddley office, You're all full of ball. Dad to dam to dum to mum Mum diddley washing, Mum diddley washing. You're all full of ball. Let me hear your lies, we're living this up to the eyes. Ooee-ooee-ooee-oowaa Momma I want you now. And as you listen to my voice. To look for hidden doors, tidy floors, more applause. You've been here all the time, like it or not, like what you got, You're under the soil, yes deep in the soil. So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang and all of us fit in our places. vi.Apocalypse in 9/8 (Co-starring the delicius talents of Gabble Ratchet) With the guards of Magog, swarming around, the Pied Piper takes his children underground. Dragon's coming out of the sea, with the shimmering silver head of wisdom looking at me. He brings down the fire from the skies, You can tell he's doing well, by the look in human eyes. You'd better not compromise. It won't be easy.
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