Hair On The Arms And Legs
See him digging, see him ****ing
Every single day of the year
Coffee at eleven, four-thirty tea
His security is built on routine
But inside his mind there's a lot going on
Planning the world but it just don't do no good
I say, what's the use?
Population, starvation
His mind keeps working hard
Ending wars, changing laws
But all of them locked away
I say, what's the use?
Population, starvation
His mind keeps working hard
Ending wars, changing laws
But all of them locked away
In cessation, repetition
Funeral for an age of decay
Meditation, deep frustration
Caused our hairy friend to die
Here lies a man who failed to escape
Filled his small head with the worries that plague the world
I say, what's the use?
Hair On The Arms And LegsLRC歌词
See him digging, see him ****ing
Every single day of the year
Coffee at eleven, four-thirty tea
His security is built on routine
But inside his mind there's a lot going on
Planning the world but it just don't do no good
I say, what's the use?
Population, starvation
His mind keeps working hard
Ending wars, changing laws
But all of them locked away
I say, what's the use?
Population, starvation
His mind keeps working hard
Ending wars, changing laws
But all of them locked away
In cessation, repetition
Funeral for an age of decay
Meditation, deep frustration
Caused our hairy friend to die
Here lies a man who failed to escape
Filled his small head with the worries that plague the world
I say, what's the use?
