HEAVY MACHINES By Tom Jensen
I try to comprehend infinity
While operating heavy machinery
And that’s just by using my brain
While slowly jogging in the passing lane
Of time and space and rhyme and plane
I’m trying to see just what makes me
Superior to royalty probably because of my belief
In fairness and equality to the nth degree for all humanity
Which unfortunately includes the sufferers of insanity
Stupidity, vanity…
Are you kidding me?
I have to fight for them, too?
Couldn’t we just let them be?
For each one of them just add one to get their I.Q. – yup….it’s two….
When that’s your crew what the hell you gonna do?
It sure beats me…So I ask you
The time has come
Something must be done
The time has come
We are the chosen ones
The time has come
No longer can we run
From this
Sure I talked a lot of s%^t
But I never made a stand
Can’t take back any of it
Well that’s not what I have planned
Time to let the new revolution begin
All this time I’ve been blaming myself
When I should have been blaming you and you….
And her and him
This crazy look inside my eye
Should tell you a little bit about me
There’s so much that I despise
So many things that keep me from being free
So let us make a list of the biggest causes
Of our collective misery