Текст песни I Lied About the Apple Thing (Skeleton-Bones Edition) - Will Wood
                                                Did 
                                                you 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                hole 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                apple 
                                                didn't 
                                                come 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                outside 
                                                in?
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                was 
                                                eaten 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                core 
                                                and 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                skin
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                that's 
                                                why 
                                                you'll 
                                                never 
                                                find 
                                                the 
                                                worm 
                                                in 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    a 
                                                few 
                                                bad 
                                                ones 
                                                won't 
                                                spoil 
                                                the 
                                                eyes, 
                                                if 
                                                they 
                                                fall 
                                                far 
                                                enough 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                tree
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rind 
                                                is 
                                                all 
                                                you 
                                                see, 
                                                leave 
                                                Eden 
                                                with 
                                                my
 
                                    
                                
                                                Seeds 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                stomach
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well, 
                                                this 
                                                disease 
                                                is 
                                                defined 
                                                by 
                                                its 
                                                treatment, 
                                                you 
                                                people 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                sick
 
                                    
                                
                                                Parlance 
                                                of 
                                                imbalanced, 
                                                cambia's 
                                                been 
                                                challenged 
                                                at 
                                                best
 
                                    
                                
                                                AstraZeneca's 
                                                just 
                                                theoretical
 
                                    
                                
                                                Prints 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                fingers 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                Rorschach 
                                                jigsaw, 
                                                say 
                                                you 
                                                saw 
                                                    a 
                                                treasure 
                                                map
 
                                    
                                
                                                Straight-jacket 
                                                and 
                                                tie, 
                                                psychiatric 
                                                supply, 
                                                while 
                                                we 
                                                tragically 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                fit 
                                                into 
                                                    a 
                                                trap, 
                                                but
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who'd 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                human 
                                                anyway? 
                                                (Ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                pilots 
                                                all 
                                                these 
                                                crude 
                                                machines?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Why'd 
                                                you 
                                                come 
                                                into 
                                                this 
                                                world 
                                                or 
                                                come 
                                                out 
                                                that 
                                                way?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                freaks 
                                                of 
                                                nurture, 
                                                well, 
                                                isn't 
                                                it 
                                                funny?
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Well, 
                                                not 
                                                ha-ha 
                                                funny, 
                                                but 
                                                y'know, 
                                                funny)
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                think 
                                                it 
                                                makes 
                                                you 
                                                special, 
                                                but 
                                                it 
                                                makes 
                                                you 
                                                strange
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                special 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                strange
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                the 
                                                shadows 
                                                cast 
                                                aside 
                                                by 
                                                gallows, 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                the 
                                                red-hot 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                if 
                                                you're 
                                                believers, 
                                                then 
                                                why 
                                                would 
                                                you 
                                                grieve 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                dead
 
                                    
                                
                                                Instead 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                devil 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                never 
                                                prayed 
                                                for?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                become 
                                                immune 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                toxic 
                                                fumes
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                dose-dependent 
                                                presence 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                all 
                                                subjective, 
                                                all 
                                                due 
                                                respect 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                collective 
                                                mind, 
                                                but
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                weird 
                                                to 
                                                love, 
                                                too 
                                                scared 
                                                to 
                                                die 
                                                (ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                alien 
                                                to 
                                                take 
                                                you 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Horrified 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                sight 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                reflection 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                eyes, 
                                                    I 
                                                don't 
                                                belong 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well, 
                                                it's 
                                                your 
                                                conclusions 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                mine 
                                                delusions, 
                                                so 
                                                    I 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                sane
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                thank 
                                                me 
                                                later
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well, 
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would, 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                think 
                                                it 
                                                makes 
                                                you 
                                                special, 
                                                but 
                                                it 
                                                makes 
                                                you 
                                                strange
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would, 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                special 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                strange
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who'd 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                belong 
                                                to 
                                                anyone? 
                                                (Ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay), 
                                                    I 
                                                mean, 
                                                what 
                                                do 
                                                people 
                                                even 
                                                do?
 
                                    
                                
                                                So, 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                love 
                                                me, 
                                                let 
                                                me 
                                                let 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                (ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay, 
                                                ay), 
                                                so 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                be 
                                                no 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                Chuang-Tzu 
                                                awoke, 
                                                he 
                                                sat 
                                                up 
                                                almost 
                                                choking
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spat 
                                                out 
                                                    a 
                                                butterfly 
                                                and 
                                                said, 
                                                "Five 
                                                more 
                                                minutes, 
                                                please?
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                believe 
                                                the 
                                                dream 
                                                    I 
                                                just 
                                                had
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                mean, 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                there, 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you, 
                                                and 
                                                you, 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                were 
                                                there"
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would, 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                special 
                                                are 
                                                what 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                strange
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would, 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                special 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                think 
                                                it 
                                                makes 
                                                you 
                                                special, 
                                                but 
                                                it 
                                                makes 
                                                you 
                                                strange
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                doubt 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                could 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                special 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                that 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                strange
 
                                    
                                 
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