(ATGB) With this you must agree: A sea is still a sea A sky is still a sky The fundamental things apply As Time goes by And when stick figures meet They'll still say "yeah" and "neat" On that you can rely No matter if the world has tilted As Time goes by (rap) So this girl and him, they hang out on beaches They swim, don't got leeches 'cause it's salty But they think it might be faulty, 'cause the sea Keeps risin' up the horizon like Mr. Mojo They got no HoJo so they don't eat a lot Got no pot roast or toast or PopTarts They stick figures like Calista Flockhart Ain't got a thing, can't wear no bling, or carry a nine But that's fine, they not grand they live on the land with no hassles Just makin' a s***load o' sand castles by hand They like castles so much they put castles on their castles (They like castles so much they put castles on their castles) (They like castles so much they put castles on their castles) Like pages in the middle ages, working for low wages They play with a treb-you-shay like pumpkin chuckin' But the sea, it's a mystery, he say: "F***in' anything, how does it work?" He don't know, got a quirk, got a head like an Oreo, white in the middle You know, right? Can't solve the riddle, so off they go To find some new scenes, search high and low With bags shaped like lima beans and water bottle dildos And this girl comes near, she pause, they don't see 'er 'cause They're in a hurry, was that beret raspberry? She fine But makes me worry it's wrong, crossed a line She's too young to be in this song (ATGB) Molpies and rivers are never out of date Stars or a meowlpy might tell their fate Cuegan need answers and for them they must wait That, no one can deny It's still the same old drama A quest that led to trauma A structure way up high The world will always bring new questions As Time goes by (rap) So they walkin' and talkin' now it's the third dimension Knowledge extension, stalkin' around gawkin' for rivers They're logical positivers, gotta investigate, not debate Sends shivers through their livers not to know But they walk slow, got no ride, no El Camino Walkin' side by side to a big-a** river flow Like the Amazon without the dot com They can't swim, no way to float, can't cross Got no motorboat for that moat, so their loss, got to hike She jumps dunes of sand on the run thinks it's fun, like Grand Theft Auto, but oh no, like Jill she falls down the hill She's okay, they chill, they walk all around Birds with wings in the air, things there on the ground Molpies, and plants and trees and some junk And big baobabs! They all trunk, like yo' mama (Big baobabs! They all trunk, like yo' mama) (Big baobabs! They all trunk, like yo' mama) Mountains like Fujiyama in the panorama There to climb, past the grape vine line, the sun behind But findin' no homies anywhere, the hood's bare Just a snake and a squirpy, took the cake, no one to see Like after World War Z, it's de - populated Out of town, out-dated, neglected, they're absentee Even the house got no one to MC But they see the mountain top, something erected Peeps expected, gotta get there quick After a wild kitty cut the girl's stick leg Not pretty, gotta beg for a hand, or a band-aid Seems like neither of 'em ever gonna get laid (ATGB) Ketchups and blitzes are never out of date Reading the True Thread will always be great Waiter needs ONG and for it she must wait That, no one can deny It's still the same old story A farce or allegory A place to wonder why The world will always bring new questions As Time goes by
Posted on 2013-07-04 20:10.