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At The Bottom Of Everything English Medium

de Bright Eyes

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So there was this woman
And she was on an airplane
And she was flying to meet her fiance
Seaming high above the...

The largest ocean on planet Earth
And she was sitting next to this man
Who.. you know she had tried
To start conversations
And the thing she had heard him say
Was to order his bloody Mary
And she's sitting there
And she's reading really arduous magazine article
a Third World country that she can't
Even pronounce the of and
She is feeling
bored, and very despondent

And then... (um..) suddenly
There was this huge mechanical failure
And one of the engines gave out
And they started, just, falling
Thirty-thousand feet
The pilot is on the microphone and he...
He's saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh my God...
I'm sorry" and apologizing
And she looks at the man and she says
She says... she says: "where are we going?"
And (um...) he at her...
And he says
"We're going to a party
It's a birthday party
It's your birthday party, happy birthday darling
We you very, very, very
Very, very, very, much"
And then (um...) he starts humming this little tune
And, it kind of like this
Is kind of: 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

We must talk in every telephone
Get eaten off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues
From the books that we have read
And in the face of every criminal
Strapped firmly to a chair
We must stare, we stare, we must stare
We must take all of the medicines
Too expensive now to sell
Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist
That sleeps but doesn't dream
We sing, we must sing, we must sing
It'll go like this, all right
While my mother waters plants
My father loads his gun
He says: "death give us back to God
Just the setting Sun
Is return to the lonesome ocean"

And they spashed into the deep blue sea

Oh, it was a wonderful splash

We must blend into the choir
Sing ecstatic with the whole
We memorize nine numbers
And we have a soul,
And in this endless race for property
And privilege to be won
We must run, we must run, we run

We must hang up in the belfry
Where the bats and moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball
And only see the past
And in the caverns of tomorrow
just our flashlights and our love
We plunge, we must plung, we must plunge
And we'll get there
Way down to the very bottom of everything
And then we'll see it
Oh we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it!
Oh my morning's coming back
The whole world's waking up
All the city buses swimming past
I'm happy just because
I found out I am really no one

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