We'll kick you And your devotion to sloth wonder In caveman style You are only crawling faster Your eyes indent your oblong head Canonized in REM rhythm You're not standing upright yet Sitting guilty in the spirit Of a passive sinner Oh look Your head It's like a hospital hosting hypochondriacs" You got yourself uptight Are there anymore Facts or fiction fit for further alliteration You seem so safely spoon0fed And we can't operate on Oblivious We're not partners in Or paramedics for This whole world's going to make you a part of it This whole world is going to leave you out Call someone to alleviate the senses Never let Ever let your body feel How your mind could leave it You can see it in our faces For we have travelled far Your mind is a long divide A simple fraction of our time Deduct your logic We'll lock up Or maybe just unlatch it And throw yourself off If you were meant for the wealth of applause Would a first floor window have a lock There are no bleachers by bedsides People build people in their (your) heads