Soon the ice
Will be all gone
That North Pole's
Sure gettin' mighty warm
I wonder what
Santa is gonna do
Will Rudolph's nose
Still shine so bright
Or will his
Sunburnt hide guide Santa's
Sleigh at night
I'm glad it's not
That Global Warming
Says whomever's in charge
Only suckers conserve
Fat dumb Al Gore
Is totally wrong
Do you believe me
Or your eyes
No need to worry
Burnin' fossil fuel
Who cares about some
Old Polar bears
If they're so smart
They'll figure out
Just like us and
If they don't
Then soon they'll be
Dead and gone
No cubbies left to
Sing bear songs
We made our choices
Eyes wide open
We can't really say
We didn't know
Wynona's got herself a big brown beaver
And she shows it off to all her friends
One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her
So she caged him up with cyclone fence
Along came Lou with the old baboon
And said "Recognize that smell?"
"Smells like seven layers
That beaver eats Taco Bell"
Now Rex he was a Texan out of New Orleans
And he travelled with the carnival shows
He ran bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars
And he candied up his nose
He got wind of the big brown beaver
So he though he'd take himself a peek
But the beaver was quick
And grabbed him by the kiwis
Now he ain't pissed for a week
Now Wynona took her big brown beaver
And she stuck him up in the air
Said "I sure do love this big brown beaver
And I wish I did have a pair"
Now the beaver once slept for seven days
And it gave us all an awful fright
So I tickled his chin and I gave him a pinch
And the bastard tried to bite me
Wynona loved her big brown beaver
And she stroked him all the time
She pricked her finger one day and it
Occurred to her she might have a porcupine
Crunchy pajama chutney
Peeling back from my mouse
Supersonic tee shirts
Replacing all these curly fries
Don't you stop and wonder
Can you believe your eyes
Birdies on the high wire
Taking in the idiot show
Hundred thousand Grandpas
No longer wanna supersize
Don't you stop and wonder
Can you believe your eyes
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
Do you know what to do
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
Do you have any clue
That Savior on the side road
Silences the TVs in your mind
Bloody oil abundance
Thrashing wild as it dies
Don't you stop and wonder
Can you believe your eyes
New dinosaurs collapsing
On top of old ones in the pile
Better stack'em high by Tuesday
Before the next load arrives
Don't you stop and wonder
Can you believe your eyes
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
Do you know what to do
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
You have been chosen
Do you have any clue
Amazing Journey/Sparks The Who ~ Houston, Texas ~ 20 November 1975
Deaf dumb and blind boy
He's in a quiet vibration land
Strange as it seems his musical dreams
Ain't quite so bad
Ten years old
With thoughts as bold as thought can be
Loving life and becoming wise
In simplicity
Sickness will surely take the mind
Where minds can't usually go
Come on the amazing journey
And learn all you should know
A vague haze of delerium
Creeps up on me
All at once a tall stranger I suddenly see
He's dressed in a silver sparked
Glittering gown
And His golden beard flows
Nearly down to the ground
Nothing to say and nothing to hear
And nothing to see
Each sensation makes a note in my symphony
Sickness will surely take the mind
Where minds can't usually go
Come on the amazing journey
And learn all you should know
His eyes are the eyes that
Transmit all they know
Sparkle warm crystalline glances to show
That he is your leader
And he is your guide
On the amazing journey together you'll ride
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