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At The Bottom Of Everything 
Medium
by Bright Eyes
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So 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 only she had really him say
Was to order his bloody Mary
And she's sitting there
And she's reading this really arduous magazine article
a Third World country that she can't
Even pronounce the name of and
She is feeling
Very bored, and very despondent
And then... (um..) suddenly
was this huge 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 "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 darling
We you very, very, very
Very, very, very, very much"
And (um...) he starts this tune
And, it kind of goes like this
Is of: 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
We talk in every telephone
Get off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues
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 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
sleeps but doesn't dream
We must sing, we sing, we 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 like 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 the choir
Sing ecstatic with the whole
We must memorize nine numbers
And deny we have a soul,
And in this endless race for property
And privilege to be won
We must run, we must run, we must 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
With just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge, we plung, we plunge
And then we'll get down there
Way 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 back
The whole world's waking up
All the buses swimming past
I'm just because
I out I am no one
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 only she had really him say
Was to order his bloody Mary
And she's sitting there
And she's reading this really arduous magazine article
a Third World country that she can't
Even pronounce the name of and
She is feeling
Very bored, and very despondent
And then... (um..) suddenly
was this huge 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 "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 darling
We you very, very, very
Very, very, very, very much"
And (um...) he starts this tune
And, it kind of goes like this
Is of: 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
We talk in every telephone
Get off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues
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 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
sleeps but doesn't dream
We must sing, we sing, we 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 like 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 the choir
Sing ecstatic with the whole
We must memorize nine numbers
And deny we have a soul,
And in this endless race for property
And privilege to be won
We must run, we must run, we must 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
With just our flashlights and our love
We must plunge, we plung, we plunge
And then we'll get down there
Way 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 back
The whole world's waking up
All the buses swimming past
I'm just because
I out I am no one
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