The Dolphins

We watched the dolphins swimming down the fractured avenue
Drilling through the rock bed
Making hell of the morning dew
Making hell of the morning dew
Prayin' just ain’t no way of saying
To the monarchs sitting silly
In the excrement from there own cigars
This is no truce;
This is the truth from hillbilly guitars!
You wana play tricks on the hicks,
And all we wanna do is be rock and roll stars!
Ha!
Hypnos was a Greek
He could take the wild and the weak
He could take your brain
And hang it on the end of an iron chain
The master showed his slave that a man ain’t nothin' but a man!
But before I’m gonna let that dumbbell beat me down,
I’m gonna die with that hammer in my hand!
…That hammer in my hand!
We watched the dolphins swimming down the fractured avenue,
Drilling through the rock bed
Making hell of the morning dew
Making hell of the morning dew
We watched the dolphins swimming down the fractured avenue,
Drilling through the rock bed
And making hell of the morning dew
Making hell of the morning dew
Making hell of the morning dew
Where were you little man,
When I laid down the foundations of your universe?
I constructed the perimeter of your thoughts!
I constructed where and what your flesh and bones would realize!
Making hell of the morning dew…