We'll let the blind lead the blind
and don't forget the golden rule
do unto others before they do unto you
a penny for your thoughts if you have change
a word to the wise to feed your minds
if you turn the other cheek...they'll hit you again
But we can still pretend
I want to fly...i want to fly
i want to fly far away from here
i want to fly...i want to fly
i want to fly far away from here
We'll form a ring around the rosies
we'll fill our pockets full of posies
ashes to ashes until we all fall down
it's we the people who think and feel for you
one nation under god is an excuse
in a world of the blind...the man with one eye is king
Isn't that comforting?