Song parody of
Big Brown Sack
by Emily And
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If you could know
Everything there is to know about it
Would that suffice
To say you could live life and never doubt it?
Could you reach success
Through the art of undermining every failure?
Be cohesive
By pulling out and melting down the sutures?
Would you take all your money back?
Would you put all your knowledge in a big brown sack?
Would you steal all my lovin' just to sharpen my tact?
Sometimes I see
A hallucination that
I know isn't real, but
I like to play games with myself
Let's go!
When it gets scary
I commence to shaking in the
Centering
Lose my balance
Fall out of one into another
Abyss
I been waiting
For some rain to fall on me
To remind me how to be
I don't answer to anything but me and my creativity
They say that the proof is in the pudding
Well I plan on putting
My nerve to the test of every
Adventure
If flavor lives inside the mouth of the beholder
What's it taste like to swallow every solipsistic placeholder?
If you could know
Everything there is to know about it
Would that suffice
To say you could live life and never doubt it?
Could you reach success
Through the art of undermining every failure?
Be cohesive
By pulling out and melting down the sutures?
Would you take all your money back?
Would you put all your knowledge in a big brown sack?
Would you steal all my lovin' just to sharpen my tact?
Sometimes I see
A hallucination that
I know isn't real, but
I like to play games with myself
Let's go!
When it gets scary
I commence to shaking in the
Centering
Lose my balance
Fall out of one into another
Abyss
I been waiting
For some rain to fall on me
To remind me how to be
I don't answer to anything but me and my creativity
They say that the proof is in the pudding
Well I plan on putting
My nerve to the test of every
Adventure
If flavor lives inside the mouth of the beholder
What's it taste like to swallow every solipsistic placeholder?
