It's up to
you to push me through
Your one-dimensional
head,
And all the
books we read prepared us for nothing,
Praise the
Lord he gave us Tahiti,
Let’s raise
his child by comity
You will
eat your words tonight,
Served up
with a smile and a pile of greens on the side,
A substitute
for potato
In the
bowls the league of justice throws,
It wouldn't
be the first time
We're
running out of potato,
Running out
of potato at the worst time,
Running out
of potato,
Running out
of potato at the worst time
No one
knows where the Universe ends,
Or where
the mind of a mad man bends,
It really
just depends,
Séance with
a smile,
Stay with
me for a while,
When you go
and shoot the messenger,
It's like
you’re sending your own message
To the
person who sent the original message,
You can wear
the finest clothes,
But don't
do it on my dime
We're
running out of potato,
Running out
of potato at the worst time,
Running out
of potato,
Running out
of potato at the worst time
We sing,
and breakfast is burning,
We sing,
and wheels are turning,
We sing,
and man is learning that he's gonna lose,
We sing,
and we are drumming,
We sing,
and you are humming,
We sing,
and death is coming,
I saw it on
the news,
There's so
much we'll never know, and that's the greatest crime,
Even if we
turn this thing around ,
We're going
to another time
We're
running out of potato,
Running out
of potato at the worst time,
Running out
of potato,
Running out
of potato at the worst time,
Running out
of potato
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