Lyrics that were originally meant to be somewhat political became an absolutely ridiculous tune that makes absolutely no sense. The best kind. Enjoy!
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As far as we can remember this is only the second time this song was ever played live outside the duo setting and perhaps only the third time ever played live. Unless our memories fail us. This time it features Jeff on electric guitar and Matt adding a marching drum line. MP3
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The water's cold, but I can see.
The sun is golden.
What are we?
If anybody speaks out loud,
Will they be heard above the crowd?
We gotta be.
We gotta see.
We gotta be.
We gotta see.
Yeah!
Ow!
The seat is hot, but I can spell.
My mind is not a wishing well.
We're standing on our burning decks:
The rope we tie around our necks.
We gotta go.
We gotta know.
We gotta go.
We gotta know.
The fire burning orange, blue, and pink;
A wire trapping those who try to think.
The way of life surrounding you and me
Will soon become a lock without a key.
The sky is bright, but I can dream
I know it isn't what it seems.
The water's cold, but I can see.
The sun is golden.
What are we?
We gotta go.
We gotta know.
We gotta see, ooh.
We gotta be.
