Lyrics
We’ve played a fool so many times
We’ve been lambasted and thrown to the lions
We’ve been to school for all of our crimes
So we deny
Stars when you shine, know how we feel
Rounding precisely in fractals surreal
Stars when you dream ends to a mean
Columned between
Wound in a spring
Caught in a lie
Moses might plan things so he wouldn’t die
Bound by a steer starboard to port
Why wouldn't I, then, deny? (Duh)
O what a beautiful vision in time, with a meaningful range of expression in rhyme
Infinitesimal strangers on wings of a plane flying narwhal's adventure in standing refrain
I’m not a man you see; I just repeat for free
(Sorry not sorry wrote Plato's apology)
Tilly & Wall shot a goal; Tally Hall saved it
(Conjuring callow philosopher Socrates)
Stromboli puppetry; have a cigar
("I did not do it," claimed hemlock Bartholomew)
Señor Freud, you remember: guitars are guitars
(Causing effects from a masterpiece point of view)
O what a moving expansion of space
with a meaningful range of repression in grace