Paroles de The People Of Straight-land
The people of straight-landall live in a row.
Tiny little boxes,
and no-where to go.
You've got to get a job
to maintain the position.
A bright, happy dream
as prescribed by your physician.
The people of straight-land
have really got it made.
A warm friendly sleep
from the cradle to the grave.
A bright plastic lie of cash and credit.
A huge, gray fantasy you'll really want to edit.
The people of straight-land
are really not alive.
We walk and speak
but only just survive.
We move around
but under direction.
We cannot see
the larger perception.
it's really not polite.
You've got to shield your eyes
from such an everyday sight.
as prescribed by your physician.
The people of straight-land
have really got it made.
A warm friendly sleep
from the cradle to the grave.
A bright plastic lie of cash and credit.
A huge, gray fantasy you'll really want to edit.
The people of straight-land
are really not alive.
We walk and speak
but only just survive.
We move around
but under direction.
We cannot see
the larger perception.
it's really not polite.
You've got to shield your eyes
from such an everyday sight.
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