You say you've never heard Of anything so absurd But if you just take a look around and think on what you've found Look back on what you've seen Some of it so obscene And in a sure case of self defeat Life seems bitter-sweet Take what you give Take it from me I will not see Go far from truth When we are through Then you will be Left to yourself Caught in a web You're not free Had a dream back on you We've been on the road I like to think back on you When we've been far from home Back on the times we shared Back where we belong On the plain Where we lie On the plain So don't give in To what they say All of your days You don't have to try If you would try I would say

Bunnies Thank you for the law Thank you for the law It's high time Time to feed my bunny I got him carrots Just down the street From that guy That pet store guy Here you go, bunny Have a carrot or two Maybe some lettuce Maybe some beets or maybe some juice Would you like some juice Bunny Juice

The situation For each generation May not always be the same But I like to think That all persons are linked By this ongoing, altering game Look to the skies What do you think That we're the only ones Who walk, and talk, and think up Thoughts beyond our body, space, and time Closed are your eyes If you have yet to stop and realize The odds of this are low This place is just too big Each passing day New life finds a way To force itself into existence And life it tends To fight 'til the end Facing death with resistance The more we find The less we know Colliding particles may show Us things we've never seen But what's that really mean When worlds reside Deep down inside All human logic steps aside Accept the truth that all Your views are surely skewed I love the way da birds be chirpin' When I wake up in da early mornin' (Tweetle-eet, Tweetle-eet, Tweet Tweet) There beat goes (Tweetle-eet, Tweetle-eet, Tweet Tweet, Tweet) I love da smell of frying bacon Ja bless da piggies for all of their achin' Scramble myself up some pre-born chicken No need for napkins, this food's finger-lickin' Good Oh so good Very good Tasty-good Yes, da food dat we eat Oh, da life dat we lead It's so good Come on, Mr. Taliban Why ya go'n' blow up (Blow up) Da peoples of America What da fuck ya want (Ya want) Folks in da US Epitome of progress I'm sorry Sir Obama Had to murder your Osama But there's no need To spread anymore hate So just have a piece of cake Cake Oh so good Oh so great Delicious cake Deplete your hate Cake bringing peace To the dry Middle East Yes, the food that we eat Oh, the life that we lead It's so good

Sometimes you gotta remind That every single sucker in the world is fine Each day the sun doth shine Is a beautiful blessing for all of mankind Oh sure, it's happened before Your saintly little sister turned into a whore That TV raised her up no better than you Need a friend to find The world is moving on, you're getting left behind To tell the truth, it's a hell of a day And everything's okay I've been waiting for For you to come Back to my door Take what you will Take it from me I will not see Go far from truth When we are through You'll be Left to yourself Caught in a web You're not free Had a dream back on you We've been on the road I like to think back on you When we've been far from home Back on the times we shared Back where we belong On the plain Where we lie On the plain So don't give in to what they say All of your days You don't have to try If you would try I would say