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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 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 only thing she had really heard him say
Was to order his bloody Mary
And she's sitting there
And she's reading this really arduous magazine article
a Third country that she can't
Even pronounce the of and
She is feeling
Very bored, and very despondent

And then... (um..) suddenly
There was this mechanical failure
And one of the 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 looks at her...
And he says
"We're going to a party
It's a birthday party
It's your birthday party, happy darling
We love you very, very, very
Very, very, very, very much"
And then (um...) he starts humming this little tune
And, it kind of goes like this
Is kind of: 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4

We must talk in every telephone
Get eaten off the web
We 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 must stare, we stare
We must all of the medicines
Too now to sell
Set fire to the preacher who is us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist
That sleeps but doesn't dream
We must sing, we must sing, we sing
It'll go like this, all right
While my mother waters plants
My father loads his gun
He says: "death will give us to God
Just like the setting Sun
Is return to the ocean"

And then they spashed into the deep blue sea

Oh, it was a wonderful splash

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

We hang up in the belfry
Where the bats and moonlight laugh
We stare a crystal ball
And see the past
And in the of tomorrow
With just our flashlights and our love
We plunge, we must plung, we must plunge
And we'll get down 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 just because
I found out I am really no one

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