[00:00.000] 作曲 : The Uncluded
[00:13.946]And the blind lead the blind in the dark trail winding
[00:15.694]Turned eyed mimes find finds reminding us
[00:17.190]That our compasses are inside, and a GPS is not required for this ride
[00:20.444]We will be fine without our eyes closed tight
[00:22.435]We will be fine with them open wide
[00:23.706]Sit in the back or you can drive
[00:25.445]Either way you'll get there in due time
[00:27.198]Sitting bitch, splitting head
[00:29.198]Spinning through the zigging hedge
[00:30.944]Back into the primal goop
[00:32.445]That spit him on the blinking grid
[00:33.942]Sipping on his eyeball soup
[00:35.694]A pretty mess of I.O.U.'s
[00:37.438]Quiet scars, science, art
[00:38.942]Tiny parts and giant shoes
[00:41.191]Cause we all get to the end of life
[00:42.702]And the best laid plans can change overnight
[00:44.446]And the best made maps will need updates
[00:46.191]As earthquakes shift tectonic plates
[00:47.695]Clearcut topiary Braille animalia
[00:49.691]Molemen navigate for sailors
[00:51.185]Stars negate creative failures
[00:52.952]Pants romance taken by tailors
[00:54.692]Holy Moses, Hokey Fright
[00:56.698]Like ghosts into the strobing light
[00:58.436]Rebels play the record once
[01:00.202]Mothers pray the rosary twice
[01:01.943]He knows uprooting, broken tuning
[01:03.190]Poker, pool and okie noodling, Drinking blood and eating brains
[01:07.185]Pissing colors free of names
[01:09.186]Great Danes serenade their jailers
[01:10.447]Brittany spaniels speared by whalers
[01:12.449]Whopper junior malted milk
[01:14.188]Some earworms weave the softest silk
[01:15.698]That we don't mind stuck in our heads
[01:17.690]Like blankets handmade by our friends
[01:19.202]Thermostat for the temporal lobe
[01:20.950]Warm it up feel less alone
[01:22.690]Freezing cold and more afraid than normal folk on warmer days
[01:26.441]For reasons we may never know
[01:28.183]Or know but never chlorinate
[01:29.947]A quarter for the closest gorf
[01:31.691]20 on his bowling score
[01:33.434]Distracted to the point of accident is what we're going for
[01:36.698]With a lalala and a zigga zigga zow
[01:38.944]Harvest corn crops, big toe plow
[01:40.686]Can there be a babe without a Paul Bunyan?
[01:42.197]Wizards crave wasabi funyuns
[01:44.193]I'll hug bobb'ys hugging tree while landfills fill with huggie jeans
[01:47.631]I'm a hoarder hoarding jeggings, stuffed doggies, books and craft-makings
[01:51.123]When home is mostly gross behavior, stolen mail and nosey neighbors
[01:54.888]Earthlings in a metal crate, Accelerate with poker faces
[01:58.128]Focused on if they woke up in the time for lobby omelets
[02:01.631]Then its a pile into the rocket, destination delta quadrant
[02:05.130]Like, "pchew!"
[02:06.376]Safety Scissors cut through leather, melted butter, gently severed
[02:08.638]Tether clipped
[02:09.886]Start to breathe
[02:10.879]Undone dishes self release
[02:12.389]This is the collective voice of animals and misfit toys intruding
[02:16.639]I'm kidding it's me, what are you doing?