Strike your crimson moonlit chimes
Shake a hairy fist
For these are stable and clumsy rhymes that we have heard a hundred times
Put your heart above your head, it's pointless to resist
"Sometimes," he said, "I drink," he said, "before I go to bed."
He said just put it on the desk
I'll get to it tomorrow when I look at the rest
I can't just ask for anything, it isn't my request
I better learn to shut my mouth, try hard, and do my best
And just put it on the desk
The effort you waste with anticipation
Reduces the quality of your participation
I blame my eyes for my scandalous debt
I thought that what you see is what you get
So just put it on at dusk, it looks much better in the dark
There's some things you can't trust
So put your head before your heart
Just put it on a disk
We'll give it to the brains of steel which settle in the mist
Subtly but suddenly exclaiming, "We exist!"
And waste no time to stand up and salute the ones you've kissed
For they're the ones who've built you