When will I discover, we’ve been swimming in the mud,
will I seek for a new lover, or be crippled deep inside
When will I discover, they will never let me go, will I be surprised, or was I singing along
But this song, sounds damn wrong
It is so easy for people stories to be covered up, because not only we do not talk to each other anymore
But there are so many of us, and we all speak at once,
We all ride the same wagon, destination is unknown
Sing along, drowned voices, sing, how much longer to the surface?
We deny, it’s a denial, to be part of the plan,
We refuse, it’s a refusal to participate in the culture of waste and destruction,
It’s a real riot not being wasteful, it’s a real riot
Say no, we won’t sing along
How much longer to the surface? How much longer to the fun?
How much longer to the days we won’t be apart? How much longer of us drowning every night?
How much longer till there is an end in sight?
Oh my lover, they will never let us go
You are not rid of me, because I am opposed to you
Three Six Four Two I Go To The ZOO (???)