In the morning 'bout three or so
Can't stop thinking about what I know
In the morning 'bout three or so
Can't stop thinking of the universeI keep rocking, I keep rolling
Trade in the minute for a minute that isn't there
Keep dropping, keep rolling
Put out the fire with the water
Thinking creosote
I the morning with a beat up bud I know
I can't fight a war without losing bloodIn the morning 'bout three or so
Can't stop seeking what I need to know
God is in the mountain as is in the rock
And god is not concerned about keeping stockSo keep rocking, keep rolling
Trade in the minute for a minute that isn't there
Keep dropping, keep rolling
Put out the fire with the water
Thinking creosoteAll he ever wanted was to be alone
But you can't feel love without being loved!
(Can't fight a war without losing blood)
(Blood... Blood... Blood...)
All we ever wanted was love
Love! (doo wop boddum... doo wapideewapideewapideedoo...)
We can see the enemy, they say...
Hey! we don't want your war!
It's quite nice, white light, it's quite, it's quite extraordinary!
Window! It's a window! It's white! It's quite... quite...
God, quiet! Just a little bit of quiet please!Just stop the noise for once... please!
