Someone's mother falls to the sidewalk On the next street someone looks up In the cathedral a burst of laughter In another city the pigeons fly up and scatter Someone puts down in a New York subway A newspaper picked up in Australia For each event the inarticulate glory The equal and opposite will tell the story Half angel, half eagle One eye on the world Half angel, half eagle One eye on the world Be ready Five intelligent minds Huddled in a fancy restaurant All that brain power bent on What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? One lone car cruising the warehouse district One lone figure shuffling along the wall Two shadows leaning from the backseat window Someone's mother is about to fall Fucking honky nigger Jew was pjapdago fag Fucking homeless preacher Dyke cabbie fucking unions cab Get out go back a storm is coming A shudder in the color of the warehouse wall Half angel, half eagle One eye on the world Half angel, half eagle One eye on the world Be ready Have a good time but don't relax Have a good time but be on guard You don't need that much not that much Get the wings up ready to go Get the wings up ready to go What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? What shall I? Get the wings up ready to go A shudder in the color of the warehouse wall © WING-IT MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com