Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Part of that world
I just don't see how a world that makes such wonderful things, could be bad...
Look at these stuff, isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl,
the girl who has, everything
Look at this trove, treasures untold
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you think, sure
She's got everything
I got gadgets and gizmos a plenty
I got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingcamabobs? I got twenty
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more...
I want to be where the people are
I wanna see, wanna see them dancing
Walking around on those, what do you call them?
Oh, feet
Flipping your fins, you don't get too far
Legs are required for jumping, dancing
Strolling along down the, what's that word again?
Streets
Up where they walk, up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the sun
Wandering free, wish I could be,
part of that world
What would I give, if I could live,
out of these waters
What would I pay, to spend a day,
warm on the sands.
Betcha on land, they understand,
that they don't, reprimand their daughters
Bright young women, sick of swimming,
ready to stand...
And ready to know what the people know
Ask 'em my questions and get some answers
what's a fire and why does it, what's the word, burn?
When's it my turn? Wouldn't I love?
Love to explore that shore up above
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Part of that world~ ¶ 4:50:00 pm
Look at these stuff, isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl,
the girl who has, everything
Look at this trove, treasures untold
How many wonders can one cavern hold?
Looking around here you think, sure
She's got everything
I got gadgets and gizmos a plenty
I got whozits and whatzits galore
You want thingcamabobs? I got twenty
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more...
I want to be where the people are
I wanna see, wanna see them dancing
Walking around on those, what do you call them?
Oh, feet
Flipping your fins, you don't get too far
Legs are required for jumping, dancing
Strolling along down the, what's that word again?
Streets
Up where they walk, up where they run
Up where they stay all day in the sun
Wandering free, wish I could be,
part of that world
What would I give, if I could live,
out of these waters
What would I pay, to spend a day,
warm on the sands.
Betcha on land, they understand,
that they don't, reprimand their daughters
Bright young women, sick of swimming,
ready to stand...
And ready to know what the people know
Ask 'em my questions and get some answers
what's a fire and why does it, what's the word, burn?
When's it my turn? Wouldn't I love?
Love to explore that shore up above
Out of the sea
Wish I could be
Part of that world~ ¶ 4:50:00 pm
