Из альбома: Creep On Creepin’ On
In a movement of a thousand helping hands
I am not beyond the saccharine of sycophantic rants
In a moment/movement? of a wilderness exposed
Is this lack of wisdom better than a charismatic soul
And I'm bringing up blue horse meat(?) thinking that I've lost control
Do I have power Do I have power Do I have power over it
Do I have power Do I have power Do I have any power over it
For a moment can I just pretend you're mine
Would it kill you now to placate my chauvinistic mind
For a moment as my horse haunts harm ago?
Bring the hypnotist back here to get me through another song
And I'm bringing up blue horse meat(?) wondering where I went wrong
Do I have power Do I have power Do I have power over it
Do I have power Do I have power Do I have power over it