I lost my leg like I lost my way. So no loose ends. Nothing to see me down. How are we going to work this out. . Dreams aren't bad, our heads are mad.
(Rest is good for the blood!). . Percentage of us toe the line. The rest of us is out of reach. Everybody party time. Some of us will never sleep again.
All of which makes me anxious. At times unbearably so. . Related. . Songs That Will Make You Cry Uncontrollably. . Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody video hits 1 billion views on YouTube.
Got off a plane to the countryside. I drove to the mountain and a hole in the ground. There was crack on the corner and someone dead. And fire coming out of a monkey's head.
It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. It's dare. . It's dare. . You've got to press it on you.
It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. It's dare. . It's dare. . You've got to press it on you.
It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. . It's dare. . It's dare. . You've got to press it on you.
It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. It's coming up, it's coming up. It's dare. . It's dare. . You've got to press it on you.
Distant stars. Come in black or red. I've seen their worlds. Inside my head. . They connect. With the fall of man. They breathe you in. And dive as deep as they can.
Magic for me. Magic make no sound. It good for me. It good for me underground. . Magic on me. Really got me down. Invade my city. It make my heart. . Beat no sound.
The world is spinnin' too fast. I'm buyin' that Nike shoes. To keep myself tethered. To the days I tried to lose. My Mama said, "To slow down. You must make your own shoes".
It's the music that we choose. It's the music that we choose. It's the music that we choose. It's the music that we choose. . Oh yeah!. It's the music that we choose.
Look, yo, no castaway, no survivor. I ain't lost and this ain't shipwrecked. I feel small in this big wide world. A mummy ain't said 'Honey, I shrunk the kids' yet.