The Magic Lantern

And when you were a little boy
You'd sit on the fourth-floor sill
And you'd bomb on your bicycle
Down all the biggest hills
And you'd cannonball in all the
Pools and you would
Never cross at the crosswalk on
Your walk home from school

You don't want what you want
You don't need what you need
When the wife finally leaves the
Mistress is less then she seemed
The desire came from the distance, see
And when the dream coincides
With reality you feel unclean
'Cause you are unclean
If you know what I mean
Do you know what I mean?
You are weak in the mind
You are weak in the knees you
You've got a disease
You have got a disease
But it's okay, man

(Man it's ok man)
(It's ok man)
(It's ok man)
(When you were a little boy
You'd sit on the fourth-floor sill
You'd bomb on your bicycle
Down all the biggest hills)
(It's ok man)
(You'd cannonball in all the
Pools and you would)
(It's ok)
(Never cross at the crosswalk on)
(It's ok)
(Your walk home from school)
(It's ok)



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Wayland Bartlett, Henry Jamison
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