Abstaining becomes a maverick
Bluffing gets me going stopping being insincere
They pose a question every time
But why does it have to ******* rhyme.
If insecticide was iodine in a breath
And our egos were only temperaments
And (I know what your thinking)
Imagination was diplomatic
I mean to say it didn't have to be an act
And just vibration equalled peace
Well for those who do that weird **** with ease
And an encumbrance was an afterthought
But one that never touched the sky
(My dreams they are collosal and I wish the world knew why)
If sliding on grass wasn't simple
In the way that the C.I.A is
If we infected our children with a bit of disease plasma:
to stop those ******* getting to us.
If we knew the underside of new knowledge
Getting to the facts...
If there was not an act to cover for another fact!
If the reality of the situation matched up to our dreams
If we were not subjects of honour able only to shed tears.
If logic didn't exist just love did so none of us ever choke
If there were several more songs to demonstrate how just today God coped
If there were ants who lived on our shoulders
And dogs that didn't know the meaning of love
If there were melodies that could do more than ****
If confusion was an inner bout of cancer making the outer one obscene
If martyrs wore accolades in honesty
And didn't have to stall
If these aliens were dead
If unicorns bravery opened up portholes into the universe
Where evil will only wait
Or the human beings and others can invite them right on through
And adjust themselves to the time.
If we perceive what is not there we can get the typing too
Rigged through an escaping rhythm that always without tempo recedes
But I don't upset the rhythm
You wouldn't even know what it is
So, I'm an alien am I?
Is that why I'm living in a special zoo?
The angels are fake and I know this on speed
God is real though
And Jesus Christ is our Savior
So for him he begs of you to provide.
Poonanny god