Sitting bored and uninspired-
You conformists leave me tired.
My world is free, but there's a toll
Unless you are the jester's fool.

Jump down low and land up high,
Swimming through the concrete sky
I'm a fly and you're a duck
Mother Nature's out of luck.

Think twice and it will be too late
To use the plastic dirt as bait.
Tunnel trashcans through the ground,
Find all that is not to be found.

Jump down low and land up high,
Swimming through the concrete sky
I'm a fly and you're a duck
Mother Nature's out of luck.

Every grey rock fall's down dead
Broccoli's messed up in the head.
Who know what's right and what is wrong,
When all my kingdom sings this song.