Jason: D.C. 930. How many people from Virginia in here tonight?
Very cool, very cool. I grew up in Virginia.
This is the closest IÔÇÖve ever played to home, so
this is very very groovy. LetÔÇÖs see what happens.
Strange because I believe it is my future
Staring back at me
With eyes so light
I never dreamed it could be
Anything else than what they could see
Oh, they are colors
That collide and scope
My heart belongs into
Magnificent ever-changing patterns do
IÔÇÖm wide awake at the wheel
ItÔÇÖs oh so crazy because I can see
It could be my presence
So pleasantly deprived
IÔÇÖve never seen the explained prophecies
Or anything else it should be
Oh they are troubled
And disguised behind wise eyes and wise crackin smiles
Hypnotized behind a panel
On a thirty hour drive
IÔÇÖm not at all what I seem
But my intentions are practical inventions
Forgot to mention IÔÇÖm insane by definition
WeÔÇÖre taking pictures on the paper
No escape, the morning after I outride the wave
But all in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely IÔÇÖll succeed
Said, all in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely
But all in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely weÔÇÖll succeed
All in all, I said, itÔÇÖs unlikely
But all in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely IÔÇÖll succeed
IÔÇÖve developed a lovely distaste for your heart on my sleeve, yeah
(scatting)
We keep it simple
Keep it clean
Keep repeating the words as often as you need
Oh, think, think
Blinks like a turning signal me to
Turn, turn away oh
From anything good, people say
Oh now, I will be selective, calm, cool and collective
And listening to the voice and itÔÇÖs perspective
Hoping that the choices, appropriately respected
Are protecting me, are protecting me
Hey, hey, protecting me, protecting me
And I would like a little sugar in my coffee
I would like a little dream
And IÔÇÖd prefer another smoke before the morning
Or anything else in between
But all in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely IÔÇÖll succeed
Said, all in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely
All in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely weÔÇÖll succeed
All in all, I said, itÔÇÖs unlikely
But all in all, itÔÇÖs unlikely IÔÇÖll succeed
IÔÇÖve developed a lovely distaste for your wide open spaces
I sense a delay
Oh, brushing my mind and scrubbing behind all the places I feel thereÔÇÖs decay
Of information
Away, I say run, boy
(scatting)
Oh, oh we keep it
So wicked and itÔÇÖs wild
Your past, your former style
Oh they can make believe in
Knowing why youÔÇÖre leaving
YouÔÇÖre just wanting to be on your own
I said, YouÔÇÖre wanting to be on your own
Yeah, you wanted to be on your own
I said, youÔÇÖre wanting to be on your own
