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Whoops Lyrics - Save His Soul - Blues Traveler

Have you ever seen an atom? 

Little bits of everything floating by 

Take a good look at them 

Collectively they compose all you see including your eye 

 

Brilliant puzzle a living Rubik's Cube 

We think we can figure out and solve 

But we're just monkeys scratching our heads 

Trying to open our ears 

To a chord that just don't seem to resolve 

 

And we call it wisdom 

Yes intellect in our truest sense of the word 

You see for us security means a harmony 

According to only what we have heard 

 

And this along and nothing less 

Will ease our heart and our mind 

In the hopes that in feeling free we'll reach paradise 

On that hilltop we're still trying to find 

 

But the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seem 

That paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dream 

The earth was our heaven and we didn't know 

 

There were rules for us to break 

And maybe now we'll find out too late 

What a clever hell we can make 

 

Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops 

 

In this corner weighing in at almost every weight imaginable 

Life and all that surrounds it and in this corner 

Weighing in at well, not really very much of anything 

A very sound and user friendly idea 

 

On finally bringing that pesky mountain to Mohammed 

Gentlemen at the sound of the harmonica solo 

You may come out fighting 

 

Take a look at the horizon, quiet and still 

You know there used to be Bison 

Gentlemen you may fire at will 

They say this land won't go to waste 

 

But you gotta wonder how 

You know we're chopping down the air we breathe 

As fodder for the cow 

 

That's right so we can eat well 

Yes and starve to death 

And say there's nothing we can do 

Because we really don't want to do a goddamn thing 

 

Look I'm shrugging and so are you 

Oh, we can imagine the straightest of lines 

But our fingers can't control the pen 

And it's this frustration that yields relief 

 

As we say we're just mortal men 

And that means we get to torture a chimpanzee 

And infect him with disease 

Because he screams just like a human child 

While we study his desperate pleas 

 

But the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seem 

That paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dream 

The earth was our heaven and we didn't know 

 

There were rules for us to break 

And maybe now we'll find out too late 

What a clever hell we can make 

 

Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops 

 

While we're on the subject you know 

My conscience hurts and it will not go away 

So please concoct me some pill I can take 

While I think of something clever to say 

 

So I can look in my mirror made of polished glass 

And find no need to cringe 

And forget that sinking feeling I'm a dinosaur 

Out on his drunken last binge 

 

From fossil to fossil, dust to dust 

I'll see you all in the earthy crust 

 

Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops 

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