Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Morning Glory
Dictate to me, in alchemy
The lyrical repose
Don't cheat me with soliloquy
I hear poetry in prose
O here they go, O how they fall
The words upon my ears
The sentences and phrases all around
I overhear
Yeah
Sometimes I hope to anger you
The words you spit at me
The vociferous louder the scream
All I hear's poetry
The inspiration's in the conversation
Like the one where you said "so long"
So be careful what you say to me
It could end up in a song
"Stop the bus and let me off"
That's a song
"All my friends are drunks"
That's a song
"I have to enter the UFO!"
That's a song
Fuck ya, that's a song
Yeah
All our plans and empires ashen
All our songs will remain unsung
Sing to me these choruses say
Like a child's prayer we all say yeah