Текст песни Gnauseam - Buck Bowen

Perched on the edge of a bottomless meadow
Caddie corner to a luscious pond waiting for the dust to settle
And that's life, you know? Nothing profound
It's just that thing that seems to happen when your plans are crumbling down

Whatever, it's something to do
I don't care even though I say it like I do
Bright eyes bushy tailed, attitude pushy well
Who are you to be judging me on this highway to hell?

Driving with a flat, but that's OK
I just keep the car steady moving with the sun in my face
There's no turning back now, forward into gear
Quickly glanced behind and saw my future reflected in the mirror

No sitting down, no standing still
Everybody used to pass the peas now we pass the pills
Exceptionally good at stacking bills
Always take the time to stop and smell the daffodils

What's next for Geppetto?
The story doesn't end just because the strings were let go
Right? But the clouds keep moving
A vivid imagination makes the naked daydream lucid

Sitting on the dock of the bay, hooray
Going Reddily unOtised just rocking away
They hit me up against the head with Orwellian speak
While I'm in a bubble bath waiting for the doorbell to ring

Bought a map just to find I was lost
Convenience is the price paid for a premium on sloth
While the rain drops all race on the window pain
I could see myself in the glass and it felt just the same

No sitting down, no standing still
Everybody used to pass the peas now we pass the pills
Exceptionally good at stacking bills
Always take the time to stop and smell the daffodils