The Ballad Of Moose Bruce

(альбом: Say It - 2010)

He's over the woods and through the trees
He catches the crooks and kills the thieves
And afterwards he laughs

He cracked the plot of the evil man
At the sight of his face, the henchmen ran
And afterwards he laughed

And oh what a silly world it is
With no superheroes born to it

He's off the hook and fancy free
He can't see the forest for the trees
At life's allure, he laughs

But soon, he sees the hill
Retreat, retreat, retreat
Until he passes past the past

And oh what a silly world it is
To be so miserable over something inane as this

He's out for good and off the pills
He can't pay rent, but better still
He'd rather have a laugh

But soon he sees the hole
Defeat, defeat, defeat
Your role was not to be the man

And oh what a silly world it is
But still, and against his will he is born to it

And all he'll ever know
The roses and rainbows
And never knowing what he had
Another night another time

And oh, you'll never know
The way the old men go
To see it all so uniform
To be wise beyond your years

So smell the rose, you'll see it grow
Make love to those be friend or foe
Get up and go, the rooster crows
And touch your toes, just like so
Your life's a boat, you have to row
Collect and stow the things that glow
And write these things down all in prose
Tomorrow's never there until you are

So a silly world it is
But still every single day how we are born to it
So what a silly world it is
But still every day you should know you aren't bored of it