The Gingerdead Men - Soothsayer | Текст песни

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there's great big pile of rust sitting out on the lawn
something like a car something like a...
we spend our days and nights just wondering what...
what it, what, we could have been

do you yearn for the summer of seventy-six?
what century? what century? oh! ambiguity
if you could only be a little more precise...
damned memory, damn tragedy, oh! futility

there's great big pile of rust sitting out on the lawn
something like a car something like a...
we spend our days and nights just wondering what...
what it, what, we could have been

hopelessly straining our eyes on a crystal ball
what do we see? what do we see? oh! a mystery
if only there was a little bit more to go on
damned apathy, damn history, to clarity...

to clarity!

we'll summon everyone that claims a third eye
psychics, soothsayers, and cargo-cultists alike

watch the skies for a clear sign from above
what validity? what validity? oh! faithfully
to someday recall what we've chosen to forget
damned memory, damn apathy oh! misery

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