Oh got-ta see, got-ta know right now. What's that ri-ding on your e-very-thing? It is-n't a-ny-thing at all. Oh got-ta see, got-ta know right now. What's that wri-ting on your shelves? In bath-rooms, and bad mo- tels? No one real-ly cared for it at a-all. Not the gra-vi-ty plan. Ear-ly, ear-ly in the mor-ni-ng, it pulls all on down my so-re feet. I wan-na go back to sleep. In the mo-tions, and the things that you say, it all will fall, fall right in-to place. As fruit drops, flesh it sags, e-very-thing will, fall right in-to place. When we die, some sink and some lay, but at least I don't see you float a-way. And all the spilt milk, sex and weight. It all will fall, fall right in-to place. Oh got-ta see, got-ta know right now. What's that ri-ding on your e-very-thing? It is-n't a-ny-thing at all. Ear-ly, ear-ly in the mor-ni-ng, it pulls all on down my so-re feet. I wan-na go back to sleep. In the mo-tions, and the things that you say, it all will fall, fall right in-to place. As fruit drops, flesh it sags, e-very-thing will, fall right in-to place. When we die, some sink and some lay, but at least I don't see you float a-way.
