There's a black dog sittin' in the yard
He's been sittin' there thinking about the bards
Them music men that're rottin' in the ground
Thinking their immortal 'cause of some sound
Why should I care?
The history of the world is just a dare
God's little board/bored game
No one makes a difference today
And all their daughters are buying curling irons
Their lives are run by liars
Lost, we're lost again
Like a bunch of babies cryin' in our pens --
-- All about nothing
Try to find a man you can call a King
You'll be the first to see
You've gotta be crazy just to be
Do you believe in signs?
Does it even matter if you have a mind to make?
Time's been ticking inside all the clocks
But I've a sneaking suspicion that its position's been lost
Going nowhere
Plenty of us have got some friends from there
I'll take you there
It ain't that long a drive but it's hard to bear
Yea, you've gotta be crazy just to be
This crazy world has been affecting me
And if I were you I'd be watching out for myself
'Cause if you turn your back too long, you come back to hell
Crazy, crazy
Just wait 'til you've seen the things I've seen
Crazy, crazy
And when you die you still don't know what it means
What it means.
What does it mean?
credits
from VIIb,
released June 1, 2006
Written by Sean McMahon
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