Schoolin’

Brother, you look like the Taj Mahal
 One colossal dome above you and the smell of something other
 A pillar and a scimitar, a little
 Yes, I miss you like a formless hide
 Stretching over me and dangled from the coastguard in a chopper
 The scaffold of me all awry, you little
 Broke your shoulder on the library steps
 Hanging 'round there in the dark just doing nothing or whatever
 What do you mean you saw the stars? You little
 And I could write it in a murder font
 I could say it in a way that would be lying or whatever
 I don't want them to tell us apart
 You say that I'm an overlord?
 I've got myself a fire hydrant with more tyrant
 In watery blasts than all of my past
 You seen me on the bridge a lot
 But I never leapt over the pent upper
 My number is up, my number is up
 But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing, "Praise the lord"
 And, "Pitter-patter this schooling? Is this schooling?"
 And, "You matter not" and, "You matter not"
 And is it the flogging of a Flintstone that I'm supposed to be?
 The cerebellum gets schooling and no schooling
 The drummer goes on, the drama goes on
 (Teach me how to hold)
 And I wouldn't wanna make a scene
 I don't wanna think about the third-world hunger or whatever
 'Cause thinking always comes across a little
 And there's a meeting of the worlds tonight
 Right above my head, a miracle, the sun erupt forever
 I barely ever raise my eyes, a little (teach him how to hold)
 And oh, I wanna make the peace
 And God, I gotta be on the train past the ruins
 The wall and the druids, oh, please
 I'm whining like a braking bus
 Maybe, I can sit here and do nothing clever with a laser
 I'm not about to open up
 You say that I'm an overlord?
 I've got myself a fire hydrant with more tyrant
 In watery blasts than all of my past
 You seen me on the bridge a lot
 But I never leapt over the pent upper
 My number is up, my number is up
 But infinite and joyless little high fives are singing, "Praise the lord"
 And, "Pitter-patter this schooling? Is this schooling?"
 And, "You matter not" and, "You matter not"
 And is it the flogging of a Flintstone that I'm supposed to be?
 The cerebellum gets schooling and no schooling
 The drummer goes on, the drama goes on
 The drummer goes on, the drama goes on
 My number is up, my number is up
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 (There's a matter approaching)
 (There's a matter approaching)
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 Earth, I take a long time
 To learn about the big one
 Gorilla limb swipe and beat
 And I learnt nil about Earth
 Remember how men
 Would understand the heavens?
 But leaving those streetlights on
 You can't see nothing there
 (There's a matter approaching)
 So learn me anything good
 (There's a matter approaching)
 And teach me something that works
 I take a long time
 To learn about the big one
 Gorilla limb swipe and beat
 And I learnt dick about Earth
 Remember good men
 Would understand the heavens?
 And leaving those streetlights on
 A ghost dark hemisphere Earth
 I take a long time
 To learn about the big one
 Gorilla limb swipe and beat
 And I learnt dick about Earth
 Remember, good man
 You understand the heavens
 But leaving those streetlights on?