Utopia: Oblivion

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Utopia

Itch In My Brain

  You got to stop, it's much too deep for me
  I was mistaken, yes I don't understand
  And my decision, if I choose not to choose
  There's nobody on this line but me
  I got a free will that I ain't even used yet
  I got a free will and I ain't gonna use it
  	'til I know what I'm doing

  There's an itch in my brain (and I can't get at it)
  There's an itch in my brain (and I can't get at it)
  There's an itch in my brain (and I can't get at it)
  And I can't stop thinking 'til I scratch it

  I'm still dancing, I'm just a change machine
  Don't have to tell me I'm only waving my arms
  But there's so much smoke and so little fire
  And there's nobody on this line but me
  I got a free will and it's making me crazy
  I got a free will and I ain't gonna use it
  	'til I know what I'm doing

  I got a free will and I'm dying to keep it
  I got a free will and I ain't gonna use it
  	'til I know what I'm doing

Love With A Thinker

  She's a definite thinker
  It don't take a genius to see
  There's something ticking behind those eyes
  What does she think of me
  She has the answer when I don't know what to ask
  And always lets me know so innocently
  But when she gets that certain look on her face
  I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me

  God help me, I'm in love with a thinker
  Save me, lips of a singer
  Help me, feet of a dancer
  Save me, I'm in love with a thinker

  Yes, she's a definite thinker
  Sometimes she tries to hide it from me
  But when she starts talking over my head
  It makes me dizzy
  I'm just a cipher in the master plan
  That's what I get for working out of my league
  And though she says that I have nothing to fear
  I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me

  I know I'm just a fool to her
  But will she turn me into a memory
  I have to make up the difference somehow
  Though she insists we have equality
  But every time she gets that look on her face
  I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me

Bring Me My Longbow

  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  When will the sun come, when will the sun come,
  	when will the sun come

  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  Who is the best boy, who is the best boy,
  	who is the best boy

  Bring me my longbow, sing me the holy song
  Bring me my longbow, sing me the holy song
  Fill the cup, fill the cup, pass out the water
  Fill the cup, fill the cup, bless our provider

  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  If you do not hunt, you do not eat
  Burn out the tall grass, burn out the tall grass,
  	burn out the tall grass

  Women cry, children cry, throats are dry
  But the family must survive

If I Didn't Try

  If I didn't try, how would I know, how would I know
  If I didn't try, how would I know, how would I know
  Sometimes I think I must be crazy for doing this
  (Think I'm never gonna win)
  But how would I know it's a losing cause
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try

  If I didn't care, nothing would hurt, nothing would hurt
  If I didn't care, hope for the best, expect the worst
  Sometimes it feels like my whole life has been leading to this
  (Wish that I could hide somewhere)
  But how would I know how it feels to live
  If I didn't care, if I didn't care
  If I didn't care, if I didn't care

  Sometimes I think I must be crazy for doing this
  (You can never run away)
  But how would I know it's a losing cause
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try
  If I didn't try, if I didn't try

Too Much Water

  Too much, it's too much, too much
  Got too much water under the bridge
  Got too much, too much, got too much
  Got too much water under the bridge

  I got to think of something, think of something
  I got to think of something
  We got to hang together, we got to hang together
  We got to hang together, or hang separately

  Maybe we got time to burn
  I got a yen to hear myself talk
  But I don't want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And maybe you've got nothing left to learn
  You put me in a state of shock
  But do you want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to hang together

  Number one ain't always number one
  Instant karma's always coming back
  And I don't want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  Tell ya mamma nature's on the run
  Bad karma's running in the back
  But do we want to make that kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to get together

  We got no more time to burn
  We got to crawl before we can walk
  So if you wanna make a new kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And I got a few things I'd like to learn
  I get tired of hearing myself squawk
  And I wanna make a new kind of history
  Put your hand on the rock
  And let it all run out
  You know why we got to hang together

Maybe I Could Change

Maybe it's just those same old things
Maybe it's just a waste of time
This reminds me so much of the day you said goodbye
And as you walked away still I would not admit
	you were right, you were right

But then now it's a different state of things
Maybe it's more than I can take
'Cause it seems like the world's against me now
And I need someone to show me how
But I still can't admit you were right, you were right
	and I was wrong

Maybe I could change
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could change myself
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could have your love
I've been holding my hopes so high
But can't you help me now, my arms are so tired

And maybe they made the world that way
Maybe it's just a waste of time
Just like me, they turn the other way
And just like me, can't bring themselves to say
Now I know the mistakes that I have made
And if I try and if it's not too late
Then I can maybe admit you were right,
	you were right, and I was wrong

Crybaby

  Cry to me, those were your very words
  You said cry to me, cry to me
  There you stood, laughing at my tears
  You said, silly boy, forget your childhood fears
  But you don't realize how strange it makes me feel
  Now we're exchanging parts
  Stop, you're breaking my heart
  Who's the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, you're the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry
  Who's the crybaby, who's breaking my heart

  Lie to me, you know that I know you too well
  So don't you lie to me, lie to me
  I watch you from afar, crying up your sleeve
  When they turn away,
  	so they'll still believe you don't need no one
  But I'm the only one that sees how you're torn apart
  Stop you're breaking my heart
  Who's the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, you're my crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, who's the crybaby now
  Cry to me, cry to me, you're my crybaby now
  Who's the crybaby, who's breaking my heart

  So what can you say now
  What can you feel
  When you've got a heart made of leather and steel
  And you won't break down
  You took self defense and turned it into art
  Stop, you're breaking my heart
  Come on

Welcome To My Revolution

  There's too much music, too much light
  These endless broadcasts into the night
  Petty seizures of money and drugs
  By some official or unauthorized thugs
  Now it's gone, the whole world's gone
  There's the army at the front door, guerrillas in back

  Why do I always have to take up sides
  I had no plans to be conscripted today
  I am no use to them anyway
  So what the hell's going on
  When they took my bed for the good of the state
  I had to rest my head and took to levitation
  Welcome to my revolution

  Every morning they confer with the press
  Just to point a few fingers
  Fix the blame for this mess
  The spokesmen waffle and the jerk-offs complain
  In a stream of rhetoric
  Piss themselves down the drain
  Then it's time to go home
  Time to go home
  What will they say when it's gone
  The whole world's gone
  So they call a cease fire to bury the dead
  And just delay it for an hour or so
  Loose talk of cowards and leaders that lied
  What does it matter once we're vaporized
  Say what the hell's going on
  Then it got so bad I couldn't breathe the air
  So I became my own church and begged for sanctuary
  Welcome to my revolution

  This is the dream that I have every night
  I wake up screaming to the left and the right
  Is this my vision of the end of the world
  The faces looked smoldered, the edges are curled
  Tell me what is the reason we can't look at ourselves
  And realize everybody creates his own hell
  And if we put it together to make them all real
  And then forget how to think, forget how to feel
  Until it's gone, the whole world's gone
  Are we damned if we do and damned if we don't
  Could we be suckered into thinking that
  Or get too greedy, afraid of the loss
  And wind up fighting for a worthless cause
  What if we died and had to come back
  How may times would we have to go 'round
  What if tomorrow was the end of the line
  Don't want to feel like I wasted my time
  So what the hell's going on
  When the noise gets so dense
  	you can't hear yourself think
  We got the spirit world on a telephone link
  So welcome to my revolution

Winston Smith Takes It On The Jaw

  We got no razor blades, we got no victory gin
  I got no tiny alcove to hide myself in
  To say things weren't good would not be an untruth
  But I just met a girl from the anti-sex youth
  We get up in the morning for physical jerks
  We might pass in the hall as we're going to work

  I have found us a place where there's no telescreen
  And there's no hidden mikes and it's not too unclean
  While the high remain high
  	and the middle change places
  The low don't want to know they tell all with their faces
  She might sit afront of me for the two minutes hate
  I might see her again if it's not already too late
  So they will take the book away from me
  So let them catch me talking in my sleep
  I guess I never really understood the law
  So Winston Smith takes it on the jaw

  So let's do what we want, it makes no difference now
  When the thought police find us, we're dead anyhow
  Kick us out of the party and bust us to parole
  Then they'll stuff us both into a memory hole
  So let them haul me off to 101
  Public confessions of everything we've done
  Of everything I heard and everything I saw
  When Winston Smith takes it on the jaw

I Will Wait

  There was a time
  When all I thought that I wanted
  Was someone to touch me
  Like I thought everyone was touched
  What did I know, what was I thinking
  What did I know, what was I thinking

  I remember
  There was someone that I wanted
  Now she's a face at the reunion of '66
  What did she know, what was she thinking
  And did she know that I convinced myself
  I couldn't survive

  Sometimes you have to wait
  You're pushing but that stone won't move
  And you hesitate to give yourself away

  There was a time
  When all I thought that I needed
  Was someone to tell me
  I was making the perfect move
  What did I know, what was I thinking
  What did I know, what was I thinking

  All I wanted was a holy exemption
  I had a license to tell everyone
  Where it's at
  What did they know, what were they thinking
  And did they know that I would only hear
  The things I desired
  So I would wait
  I'm pushing but that stone won't move
  And I hesitate to give myself away

  And there was a time
  When all I thought that I wanted
  Was to live in a world
  Where everyone knew what love is for
  What do I know, what am I thinking
  Nobody knows that the hour is getting late

  So I will wait for it forever
  I will wait for it
  Though I know the hour is getting late
  I will wait for it forever
  I will wait for it
  Though I know the hour is getting late

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