There's a specter in the corner of an illustrated page And a lonesome muted stripling with a rapt remedial gaze The poverty of his language and the wealth of his emotion Bring him endless murky musings and unexpected frustration
Angst and madness weave the fabric of his life Tomorrow might be better but right now it feels like...
There's a panther wild and proud behind the doors of a redolent cage And an undeveloped intellect filled with impotent and static rage And don't think you're exempt if you earn a good weekly wages 'Cause your neighbor's going crazy and insanity's contagious
I know there's so much you want to say But your tongue gets in the way And sometimes it feels like...
I know there's so much you want to say And the tumbrel of your mind gets in the way It's the same for everybody to degrees We all get that foggy freeze and sometimes it feels like...
You've got to quit your little charade and join the freak parade Now that your road has been paved from conception to your grave Enormous things to do, others' practices to eschew To be better than you is impossible to do
But the world won't stop without you No, the world won't stop without you
Your achievements are unsurpassed, you are highly-ordered mass But you can bet your ass that your free energy will dissipate Two billion years thus far, now mister here you are An element in a sea of enthalpic organic compounds
The world won't stop without you The world won't stop without you
You're only as elegant as your actions let you be A piece of chaos related phylogenetically To every living organ system we're siblings don't you see? The earth rotates and will revolve without you constantly
Two billion years thus far, now mister here you are An element in a sea of enthalpic organic compounds
The world won't stop without you No, the world won't stop without you I said the world won't stop without you
I can recall the warm youth of a summer day, yeah The sweetest lemonade, the darkest game arcade And Billy had a yearning in the corner of his mind, yeah It moved him secretly, it moved him powerfully
But prescience was lacking and the present was all And his aptitudes were carelessly wasted And challenging life with the abandon of a fool He squandered the hours of his day
Then darkness and disorder slapped him sharply in the face, yeah It hit him like a friend, struck something deep within He couldn't break the chain of slow decay that seemed to drag him Just like a fatal tie toward the other side
And Billy was a lunatic just barking at the moon And his brain was totally wasted He then exchanged his friends for a needle and a spoon And he threw his future away
Bolt the door and throw away the key, yeah Your dim reflection is all that you can see
So where is the justice when no one is at fault And a human life is tragically wasted? How fragile is the flame that burns within us all To light each passing day, yeah
It's a love song to the self, a story recapped every day It's a world of bogus feelings and a world of slow decay It's a world of laughter hidden by this world of fear and torment It's a game of strange compulsion, our visceral convulsion
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man Foundation of society, anxiety, suppress it if you can
The caste of coffee-achievers didn't perform like they planned The morning rush hour traffic is our play of false elan So run around your frantic track and lay you down to sleep Tomorrow's the redemption, we strive for that exception
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain Anxiety, a fear that you have nothing more to gain Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man Foundation of society, anxiety, suppress it if you can
What are we angry for? We all need a common cure That common goal for which you strive To have more than the other guy
The quest for truth, the quest for gold, we end up all the same The common lie, the righteous cry, we end up all the same The angry crowd, those lost and found, everybody's all the same The poet's pen, these words I lend, we all bend to
Anxiety for love of life, anxiety for pain Anxiety, a feeling that you know you can't contain Anxiety destroys us but it drives the common man Foundation of society, anxiety
Going through a world of sad debris Regard quixotic reveries of ownership The blossoming disease of man called tenure and accretion The ancient western treadmill of deception and derision
But I want something more
Racing through a life of tragic wastage I experience the loss of trust and innocence The billowing cyclone of time has blown away our reasons As we trudge like blind men forward trying to avoid collision
There's a place where everyone can be happy It's the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo-choo trains And the meanest little boys and most innocent little girls
And you know, I wish that I could go there It's a road that I have not found And I wish you the best of luck dear Drop a card or letter to my side of town
'Cause there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend But baby I'm amazed by the hate that you can send And you painted my entire world But I don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
And I won't forget it
There's a place where everyone can be right Even though you remain determined to be opposed Admittance requires no qualifications It's where everyone has been and where everybody goes
So please try not to be impatient For we all hate standing in line And when the farm has been bought you'll be there without a thought And eternity my friend, is a long fucking time
'Cause there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend But baby I'm amazed by the hate that you can send And you painted my entire world But I don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled
The wheat waving next to you is healthy and so fine As is dinner with your loved ones everyday But your routine is changeless through the decades of your life Green pastures, open spaces, holy ways
And it must look pretty appealing, the acres of light The crowded festive nights and the millions of others just like you Yeah, it must look pretty appealing, this other world of sin We keep dreaming of what other people do
The person sitting next to you is dismal and deranged On the bus ride home from work to end your day And the food on your table is more plastic than protein And your intellect depends on your TV
And it must look pretty appealing, the pastoral retreat The folks on old main street and the few pleasant people just like you Yeah, it must look pretty appealing, the simple way of life We keep dreaming of what other people do
But we never do what other people do You're too scared of other people not like you
Stranded In a life in which your struggle for acceptance is a never-ending chore Upbraided For your actions past and present and rewarded for ideas of the future's bright open door
The henchman is a human analogue Of the suffering multitudes who, like good dogs, sit and lick for their reward So what good advice have I got for you To insure against your likely metamorphosis into this reprobate?
Don't be a henchman Stand on your laurels Do what no one else does And praise the good of other men for goodness sake
And when everyone else in the world follows your lead Although a cold day in hell it will surely be That's when the entire world shall live in harmony
Hey brother Christian with your high and mighty errand Your actions speak so loud I can't hear a word your saying Hey sister bleeding heart with all of your compassion Your labors soothe the hurt but can't assuage temptation
Hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure Can you improve the place with the data that you gather? Hey mother mercy, can your loins bear fruit forever? Is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure?
And I want to conquer the world Give all the idiots a brand new religion Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil Promote equality in all of my decisions With a quick wink of an eye and a "God, you must be joking"
Hey mister diplomat with your worldly aspirations Did you see your children cry when you left them at the station? Hey moral soldier, you've got righteous proclamations And precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations
And I want to conquer the world Give all the idiots a brand new religion Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil Promote equality in all of my decisions With a quick wink of an eye and a "God, you must be joking"
Is there a man that can conquer that which can't be tamed? And if that mad could speak would the words evoked be sane? Ask me the reasons for misery and shame I'll give your reasons for the wind and rain
And I want to conquer the world Give all the idiots a brand new religion Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness, and toil Promote equality in all of my decisions With a quick wink of an eye and a "God, you must be joking"
I want to conquer the world Expose the culprits and feed them to the children I'll do away with air pollution and then I'll save the whales We'll have peace on earth and global communion
I want to conquer the world I want to conquer the world I want to conquer the world I want to conquer the world
He's the latest superhero with powers so profound He can leap a dotted line in just a single bound I know you must have seen him in the books and magazines He's the quintessential mindless modern epicene
His life is meaningful Because he gets things done Bang bang, he's dead, bang bang, he's dead Chalk up another triumph for our hero, the automatic man
It's true you must have met him, he's your best friend and your foe His opinions are determined by the status quo A true creature of habit, he smokes three packs a day When he has an original thought he forgets it right away
He's the automatic man
He's a paradigm of carefree living He's our mentor, disturb him if you can He's the answer if your peace of mind is lacking He's our savior, he is the common man
But if you are troubled by the daily bump and grind Then take another look around and brother, you will find The automatic man
I've got nothing to say, i've got nothing to do, all om my neruons are functioning smoothly yet still i'm a cyborg just like you, i am one big myoma that thinks, my planet supports only me, i've got this one big problem: will i live forever? i've got just a short time you see, modern man, evelotionary betrayer, modern man, ecosystem destroyer, modern man, destroy yourself in shame, modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage,
when i look back and think, when i ponder and ask "why?", i see my ancestors spend with careless abandon, assuming eternal supply, modern man...,
just a sample of carbon-based wastage, just a fucking tragic epic of you and i
Culture was the seed of proliferation but it's gotten melded Into an inharmonic whole, to an inharmonic whole Consciousness has plagued us and we cannot shake it Though we think we're in control, though we think we're in control
Questions that besiege us in life Are testament of our helplessness There's no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end When we all disintegrate it will all happen again
Time is so rock solid in the minds of the hordes but they can't Explain why it should slip away, explain why it should slip away History and future are the comforts of our curiosity but here we are Rooted in the present day, rooted in the present day
Questions that besiege us in life Are testament of our helplessness There's no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end When we all disintegrate it will all happen again
If you came to conquer, you'll be king for a day But you too will deteriorate and quickly fade away And believe these words you hear When you think your path is clear
We have no control, we have no control We have no control, we do not understand You have no control, you are not in command You have no control, we have no control
This isn't another new fashion or a new plastic trend Everybody's searching for something but in the meantime let's all just pretend I've got this feeling and I don't know what it is This room is overcrowded, man, and I need air to breathe, yeah
Big bang, big crunch, you know there's no free lunch Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day Big crunch, you know it's going to be quite a show What goes around always comes around
A million hopeless faces dwell within protected walls All waiting for a moment in their lives when they can heed the clarion call And it's all so oppressive my mind feels like a sieve This city is overcrowded, man, and I need room to live
Big bang, big crunch, you know there's no free lunch Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day Big crunch, you know it's going to be quite a show What goes around always comes around
I think of the countless shadows that have all come and gone All suffering in the notion of better things to come If you share these beliefs, you know I wish you well There's no room left in heaven and there's sure no room in hell
Big bang, big crunch, you know there's no free lunch Kneel down and pray, here comes your judgment day Big crunch, you know it's going to be quite a show What goes around always comes around
Well, the sheaves have all been brought But the fields have washed away And the palaces now stand Where the coffins all were laid
And the times we see ahead We must glaze with rosy hues For we don't wish to admit What it is we have to lose
Millennia incoming The modern age is here It sanctifies the future Yet renders us with fear
So many theories, so many prophecies What we do need is a change of ideas When we are scared we can hide in our reveries But what we need is a change of ideas
Change of ideas, change of ideas What we need now is a change of ideas
So here we are again to experience the bitter, scalding end And we're the only ones who can perceive it But others sing of beauty and the story that's unfolded As one that deserves praise and ritual
My pessimistic lines, your superstitious lives And the modern age's lies won't absolve you And the professorial truth and the dear clairvoyant youth And of course the nightly news will deceive you
My pessimistic lines, your superstitious lives And the modern age's lies won't absolve you And the professorial truth and the dear clairvoyant youth And of course the nightly news will deceive you
We're widespread and well fed The earth's rotating fate is in our head, oh yeah We're dominant and prominent And our deity's omnipotent, oh yeah
And immortality's in our mastermind And we destroy everything that we find And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris
We're listless, promiscuous And life to us is either hit or miss, oh yeah We're savoir faire and debonaire And things we do are done with pride and care, oh yeah
And immortality's in our mastermind And we destroy everything that we find And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris
See, immortality's in our mastermind And we destroy everything that we find And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris
Hey, do what you want, but don't do it around me Idleness and dissipation breed apathy I sit on my ass all goddamn day A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to
Say what you must, do all you can Break all the fucking rules and Go to hell with Superman and Die like a champion, yeah hey!
Hey, I don't know if the billions will survive But I'll believe in God when 1 and 1 are 5 My moniker is man and I'm rotten to the core I'll tear down the building just to pass through the door
So do what you must, do all you can Break all the fucking rules and Go to hell with Superman and Die like a champion, yeah hey!
So you waste another day getting older and gray in the head And you're hearing lots of stories 'bout the happy times you have ahead There are other folks in power so you kick back and get farther behind And although the world rotates itself the only thing you twist is your mind
You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it You mean nothing to the world, we're all someone else's fool But oh, what can you do?
Yeah, you waste your time with losers if you get stuck in a rock-n-roll band Do you find it more rewarding to compete with morons throughout this land? They seem to be in power so I'll kick back and get farther behind And I watch them as they fuck up every good thing on this earth with their minds
You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it You mean nothing to the world, we're all someone else's fool But oh, what can you do?
Yeah, you waste another day getting older and gray in the head And we're hearing lots of stories 'bout the happy times we have ahead The morons are in power so we kick back and get farther behind And we watch them as they fuck up every good thing on this earth with their minds
You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it We mean nothing to the world, merely someone else's fool But oh, what can you do?
