crowd scene
there’s a job to do
don’t think too much just act
there’s a time to fill
don’t think too much just do what must be done
you’ll hear
the grass cutters
the mouth shutters
the time flutters
the mad mutters
there’s a life to live
don’t think too much just act
there’s a mouth to fill
don’t think so much just do what you need to do
you’ll hear
the crowd scream
the weak scheme
the wet dream
the world seem
i choose to say this life’s enough
but i decide this every day
every day
and how i wish the skies would make their minds up