Bear said he saw It as paper thin But now a million sheets Can hold it in They'd ripped and thrown Out each new page Because now the old machine Don't work the same Home degenerated So now they live here Where they can stay alone On whatever they're on Either snipped or stained
By what can't be held down And i don't know anything That stays around They level off And obey the sun When it leaves for the evening Everyone becomes anyone It came as d**h Or it came as a glow But there might be a grip on whatever makes Things get wet