There is no shape, there is no form ♪ But a smoky rolling mass
So it billows like the sea Surges overcome to pass ♪ Some power exceeds muscle Even the weightless can outweigh ♪ Put one over in the hustle Teacher becomes protégé ♪ And we row, on we go, through these murky water bodies ♪ Little known, little shown, just a distant call of sound
See the couplets in the sun ♪ In an alabaster hue Slouched across these spangled acres Rich outlandish revenue ♪ See it come and see it go
As you find it then it's lost
Far beyond the holding hand
In a pipe dream double-crossed And we row, on we go, through these murky water bodies ♪ Little known, little shown, just a distant call of sound ♪ O limp wristed god, limp wristed god Don't you know I'm not at a fault in your weakened arms Sent off at a breathless pace Softened come the fall from grace O limp wristed god, limp wristed god Don't you know I'm not at a fault in your weakened arms Knocking on your window is a cavalcade Pleading for relief, a call to aid