Lyrics:
(There's no hell down below)
Just invisible men
In the emperor's clothes
There is no time for crying
'Cause the time waltzes by
And we twirl and we touch
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless
danger
I've got nothing left to lose
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Dropped my cell phone down below
Ain't that just like me?
By the time I got
Droves of growers rolling by
In the trees and way below
Simple factors foiling time
Never did we seem to know
She was high and I was low
Sitting
Sinking below view
Time spent a wasting
Alone in a full room
Nobody plays in
I own everything
Whine all set on eleven
I own everything
Cries
And the workers are below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're
In this glass world, we stop feeling pain,
Going nowhere, we've got everything,
In this glass world,
People who live below, wish they were here,
And the workers are below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're
And the workers are below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're
I should have know there was someone else
Down below I always kept it to myself
Now I believe in nothing
Not today as I move myself out of your sight
and that I can't weep
When all I knew was steeped in blackened holes
I was lost
Keep the Earth below my feet
For all my sweat, my blood runs weak
Let
Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra?
Is he wearing a familiar face?
Does he still live below Seventh Avenue
With the princess dipped in
Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint
The smell of acid on his gun of paint.
As it carves out anger in a blood-red band,
Destroyed tomorrow by
near
Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone
Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past
Betrayed by many, now
Subway sounds, the sounds of complaint
The smell of acid on his gun of paint.
As it carves out anger in a blood-red band,
Destroyed tomorrow by
The villages go by like dreams
The rivers and the hills, the forests and the streams
Children gaze open-mouthed
Taken by surprise
Nobody down below
I saw you standing on the street below
Outside my window surrounded by a glow
You were a young man troubled hadn't found its way
You were smiling,
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
nighttime is the one time I am happy
You see in my dreams
We climb and climb and at the top we fly
Let the world go on below us
We are lost in time
Inch by inch, row by row
Please bless these seeds I sow
Please keep them safe below
'Til the rain comes tumbling down
Plant your rows straight
alone (on the mountain)
Weepin' my heart out 'til cold gray dawn (oh yeah)
Prayin' that you're lonely and you come here too (uh-huh)
Hopin' just by
Written by Warren Zevon 1993
Sony Tunes o/b/o CPTV Music Inc. BMI
Ever look out you window, babe
And wonder what was going down in the street below
Standing all alone with teardrops in my eyes
Looking through my window as
The lovers passing by
And I stand alone, all alone
Crying my heart out for
And the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors
Are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie
Down below below below
While
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