George Hrab - Bebop lyrics

I've often wondered what it's like to wear your shoes Running in circles when a straight line's what I'd choose You lug the gear but you don't hear the muse's voice Less of a pa**ion and much more a career choice. You had no teacher and you claim that's your defense. But years tick by yet still you love your ignorance We try to reach and teach and shower back that cause But your whole world is pat on back, handshake, applause. Hey bebop what's it like to be inside your head Beating a horse that you refuse to see is dead Hey bebop what's it like to mistake that for this I G N O R A N C E can't be bliss I've often wondered what it's like behind your eyes Rose-coloured cataracts concocting careful lies You don't report you just distort words you receive Can't even see that those aren't compliments they leave. Hey bebop what's it like to be inside your head Beating a horse that you refuse to see is dead Hey bebop what's it like to mistake that for this I G N O R A N C E can't be bliss You always played the same song You always played the chords wrong You never thought anything through We tried to sell you changes We tried to make arrangements We tried until our reds were blue And at the end of it there was nothing left to do That's why I'm through with you I've often wondered what it's like to wear your shoes You get the paper but you seldom get the news Swimming in bliss you miss that this noise is quite absurd. You never think of what you'll hear just what you've heard Hey bebop what's it like to be inside your head Beating a horse that you refuse to see is dead Hey bebop what's it like to mistake that for this I G N O R A N C E can't be bliss, can it?