[00:00:00] Drivers Seat - The Flower Kings
[00:02:24] An observation from the greenhouse
[00:02:27] A nifty cluster of insanity
[00:02:31] Not that solid where the ice is thinner
[00:02:34] Even for dog with a pedigree
[00:02:37] You've seen them juggling with emotional devices
[00:02:41] So confident and so relaxed
[00:02:44] The league of hasty grown up poets
[00:02:48] Bumping the world upon its axis
[00:02:52] And so it's time to take a stand
[00:02:55] You've seen your life come shaped by foreign hands
[00:02:58] And so it's time to make a move
[00:03:01] Letting the world know that you greatly disapprove
[00:03:05] You better stop that roadside drinking
[00:03:08] And try find the key to the lock
[00:03:12] And call a halt to the nightmare shrinking
[00:03:15] See what's in that Christmas stocking
[00:03:19] Of money power fame and passion
[00:03:22] The holy foursome will spin the ball
[00:03:26] The ghost of greed above the mansion
[00:03:29] For leagues of copycats a standard call
[00:03:32] And so it's time to make a stand
[00:03:36] You've seen your life come shaped by foreign hands
[00:03:39] And so it's time to make a move
[00:03:42] Letting the world know that you greatly disapprove
[00:05:13] Stranded like starfish on the shore when the moon eclipses the sun
[00:05:20] So the countdown do begin no leg no feet no run
[00:05:27] And when the water finally hits us then it's either sink or swim
[00:05:33] Examining the clockworks of the gods inside your shiny skin
[00:05:40] Stranded like ET's on the floor when the ships have left the pond
[00:05:47] We are all left to float about for countless years to come
[00:05:54] No it is either do or die the last and lonely tribe
[00:06:01] Finding a way to leave the pond to say a last goodbye
[00:06:07] Scanning the same old pages
[00:06:11] Look for a sign of greatness
[00:06:14] Learning in the script of life
[00:06:18] To know your self is self contagious
[00:06:21] Hope for a glorious Sunday
[00:06:25] Push back the crappy Monday
[00:06:28] Eight days to cross the poles
[00:06:31] And reach the soil of old Britannia
[00:06:35] Angel your mind is far from home in a mayhem of it's own
[00:06:42] These are the lost breaks of babylon the bad of Adam's bone
[00:06:49] Seeking the pleasure of his ground as human flesh and bone
[00:06:56] Tell me has love gone slightly wrong or vastly overblown
[00:07:03] Chasing the monster of success and it's catalyzing sparks
[00:07:09] Flexing the qualities you dispose for entering the game
[00:07:16] Now it's either do or die to keep you entertained
[00:07:23] Keeping the audience on their toes you be last refrain
[00:07:30] Scanning the same old pages
[00:07:33] Look for a sign of greatness
[00:07:36] Learning in the script of life
[00:07:40] To know your self is self contagious
[00:07:43] Hope for a glorious Sunday
[00:07:47] Push back the crappy Monday
[00:07:50] Eight days to cross the poles
[00:07:53] And reach the soil of old Britannia
[00:12:23] On to the riverbeds of time
[00:12:29] We're scattered driftwood in a sad and lonely line
[00:12:35] A sum of incidents called life
[00:12:41] A place where V.I.P. will grant no further rights
[00:12:47] Alright as we are swaying in the wind
[00:12:57] Image will go no deeper that your skin
[00:13:03] But all our doings and our deeds
[00:13:09] Propel the universe into love overbleed
[00:13:55] Just as the river made a hole inside the mountain
[00:14:01] You throw your soil into the soul of the great nothing
[00:14:07] It's not so easy to describe it looks as though you're binding time
[00:14:13] You must be waiting for the moments to arise
[00:14:20] And so you find yourself in the driver's seat
[00:14:25] Down the fishing line the obstacles of time
[00:14:32] And so you find yourself with a million options chiming
[00:14:37] Time is such a bitch fate it's little sister
[00:14:47] Those universal minds archetypes of life
[00:14:53] And to the great minds of our time our admiration flies
[00:15:00] All the poets and the queens all the starlets of our dreams
[00:15:06] Those who came before those who opened up the doors
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