Melt the ice by summer Turn the grass from green to gold Live the greatest story ever told
Don't mess the sacred mother If things go wrong, hey, it's alright But don't kid yourself, I know what you'd really like
You'd like to be in my shoes Wouldn't you now
Melt the ice by summer Send the critics down to NBC 'Cause I'm the will of the world that's about to be
And you'd like to be in my shoes Wouldn't you now ___
Pt III: Mommy Comes Back
A baby was born in a small town yesterday He's a magical child with a cosmic death ray But his mother always wanted to play Such a long way down
But mommy comes back, she always comes back to get me Mommy comes back, she always comes back She never will forget me now
The baby grows up and soon becomes a kid Spends his whole life explaining the things that his mother did Then they say she went and drowned Such a long way down
But mommy comes back, she always comes back to get me Mommy comes back, she always comes back She never will forget me now
When she came up she'd looked better "Look, dear, I made you a sweater"
Now it's all done they live up in Monticello With some pizza pockets some papers and a case of mello-yellow But don't go in celloe - such a long way Wun when you hear the cello You're in for a long stay Hey, hey
But mommy comes back, she always comes back to get me Mommy comes back, she always comes back She never will forget me now ___
Pt IV: Lay It Down
Children yet to be born, don't you mourn me now 'Cause the crows are in the corn Lay it down
Old man's on his porch, his house burning down When he passes you his torch Lay it down
And the young man comes to beat his drums And the old man sings, "Here it comes, here it comes" And Newsweek's featured everyone by now Lay it down now, lay it down now, lay it down
We built this house of cards, we can tear it down When it hurts don't take it hard Lay it down
And the wild man brings his wild man things And the press keeps pressing on the pressure king And the drums are beating everywhere by now Lay it down now, lay it down now, lay it down ___
Pt V: The Healing Colors Of Sound (Part II)
One man said in sign "Don't you want to feel okay?" And the sighted man said to the blind "Don't you look at me that way again"
So they shared a glass of wine And they started to feel okay again Then one said one more time Said, "Don't you see there's now way to win? Don't you see there's no way you can win?"
But you can turn around to the healing colors of sound Just turn around to the healing colors of sound
Old man's ship won't sail Don't you think they've failed by now? You can't just turn your tail No, you can't go home that way again
But you can turn around to the healing colors of sound Just turn around to the healing colors of sound To the healing colors of sound ___
Pt VI: My Shoes (Revisited)
Melt the ice by summer Turn the grass from green to gold Live the greatest story ever told
And you'd like to be in my shoes Wouldn't you now ___