We've played a fool so many times We've been lambasted and thrown to the lions We've been to school for all of our crimes So we deny, so we deny Stars when you shine, know how we feel Rounding precisely in fractals surreal Stars when your dream ends to a mean Columned between, columned between Wound in a spring, caught in a lie Moses might plan things so he wouldn't die Bound by a steer starboard to port Why wouldn't I? (Why wouldn't I?) Why wouldn't I, then, deny? ♪ Oh, what a beautiful vision in time With a meaningful range of expression in rhyme Infinitesimal strangers on wings of a plane Flying narwhal's adventure in standing refrain I'm not a man you see, I just repeat for free ("Sorry, not sorry," wrote Plato's apology) Tilly & Wall shot a goal, Tally Hall saved it (conjuring callow philosopher Socrates) "I did not do it," claimed hemlock Bartholomew (Stromboli puppetry, have a cigar) Causing effects from a masterpiece point of view (señor Freud, you remember, guitars are guitars) Oh, what a moving expansion of space With a meaningful range of repression in grace