I Choose
Look at me, I'm fallin' off of a cliff now
I can still hear my mama yelling, "No, no, no!"
But the words mean nothing, can't catch up to me now
And the view is so beautiful all the way down
When I was a little boy suckin' juice from a bottle
Believing my perceptions were oh-so real
But I didn't know nothing, still, knowing nothin'
Was just enough for me to know the way I feel
This is life
What a fucked-up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground, if we choose
And I choose
Look at me, I'm swollen like a bananafish now
I'm never gonna make it, make it out of my hole
But I keep on laughing, doesn't really matter
There's dozens of reasons for explaining my soul
When I was a teenager suckin' booze with the Vatos
Discussing who was gonna live to be 21
They said they wouldn't make it, they didn't make it
We're all naked when the day is said and done
This is life
What a fucked-up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground, if we choose
And I choose
Don't know who made this all come true
But now, while you're here, you just gotta do
What you gotta do
One, two, three, four
Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah-ooh
Now, if I wasn't such a weenie, do you think you'd still love me?
Pretending I'm an airplane on the living room floor
Like a lovely generator, you stand right by me
And if words were wisdom, I'd be talking even more
So I keep on falling as I'm looking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot (dot)
Now I'm, I'm like De Niro, I'm Amarillo
And I'll never know when I hit the ground
This is life
What a fucked-up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground, if we choose
Said I choose
Said I choose
And I choose
I can still hear my mama yelling, "No, no, no!"
But the words mean nothing, can't catch up to me now
And the view is so beautiful all the way down
When I was a little boy suckin' juice from a bottle
Believing my perceptions were oh-so real
But I didn't know nothing, still, knowing nothin'
Was just enough for me to know the way I feel
This is life
What a fucked-up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground, if we choose
And I choose
Look at me, I'm swollen like a bananafish now
I'm never gonna make it, make it out of my hole
But I keep on laughing, doesn't really matter
There's dozens of reasons for explaining my soul
When I was a teenager suckin' booze with the Vatos
Discussing who was gonna live to be 21
They said they wouldn't make it, they didn't make it
We're all naked when the day is said and done
This is life
What a fucked-up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground, if we choose
And I choose
Don't know who made this all come true
But now, while you're here, you just gotta do
What you gotta do
One, two, three, four
Ooh-wah, ooh-wah, ooh-wah-ooh
Now, if I wasn't such a weenie, do you think you'd still love me?
Pretending I'm an airplane on the living room floor
Like a lovely generator, you stand right by me
And if words were wisdom, I'd be talking even more
So I keep on falling as I'm looking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot (dot)
Now I'm, I'm like De Niro, I'm Amarillo
And I'll never know when I hit the ground
This is life
What a fucked-up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground, if we choose
Said I choose
Said I choose
And I choose
Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Holland
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- SUPERCHARGED
- Come To Brazil
- Light It Up
- Make It All Right
- Rise And Fall, Rage And Grace (15th Anniversary Deluxe Edition)
- Bells Will Be Ringing (Please Come Home For Christmas) - Single
- Bells Will Be Ringing (Please Come Home For Christmas)
- Behind Your Walls
- Gone Away
- Let The Bad Times Roll (Deluxe Edition)
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