The genie's out of the bottle
The cat's out of the bag
Good and bad are playing good and bad tag
New and old's tug-of-war old and new
Doggie tail watches doggie go wag
You can take it all back, new isn't all good
It just keeps pushin, so shove it up, can isn't should
Coffin nails are velcro now
They say you are buried with no pants or shoes
Just burn me please, don't let them near me
I'm takin no chance
These are my views
Someone calls me everyday
But they don't know me
"Hello" or "will you please go to hell", let me be
They should hear what I call them when they call me
The earth moves with everything on it
Anything stays too long in one place it seems flies right into orbit or sinks into hell
So it's either the moon, Mars, or hell
Our choices
Life and everything was slower before this race
If you remember slower, then you are aware of the closeness of the afore mentioned choices
Watch as its spin tightens the closer it gets to the new virtual cosmic vortex....or the drain