Nature Boy, he was just a kid Nature Boy, he was a just a myth They used to call me ‘Nature Boy’ My hair was as long as a wet week People passing used to say hello When they saw me walking down the street And now I’m a man & I’m so proud of the man that I’ve become I’m here to show you what Nature Boy looks like, Now that he’s all grown up When you see me walking many miles Just to find another hill I gotta climb Sisyphus’s boulder rolling down all the while I’m about to break down It ain’t a scratch on the systematic inequity of our times Otherwise known as the spoils of war Makes me wanna give my body to the cause Or jump right off a bridge - The choice isn’t easy Lord    My lover said don’t worry about it - but I still do How much longer can we live with this violence? I wonder don’t you? Nature Boy, he was a just a myth They used to call me ‘Golden Boy’ That's a name you don't hear too much these days But for a while there I thought that I just might be the chosen one That I just might be the one to save you But now I'm a man, I ain’t to proud to take it back to square one Which got me thinking that maybe something we can all relate to Is the lie that we all grew up with That’s why they’ve been remaking Star Wars like 7, 8 or 9 times Just to convince ourselves that we’re good Scratch the surface on the creation myth of our times And I’m gon’ have to hit the town So when you see me walking around late at night Spare a thought for me and my human kind Plus, spending all day trying to put all that shit down in a rhyme  Drives a man to drink - No one said it was easy Lord!  My lover said don’t worry about it - but I still do How much longer can we live with this violence? I wonder don’t you? Nature Boy, he was just a kid Nature Boy, he was a just a myth

You and me, Babe Getting into scrapes all the time You and me, Babe Getting it wrong but getting by You and me, Babe You and me  Find myself singing -
 I'm always singing about it Oh and when the night is getting dark, We take what’s around us and set the scene Be sure we know how to rock and roll, Be sure we know how to suit ourselves You and me  You and me, Babe Waking up with sun in our eyes
 You and me, Babe Taking everyone by surprise
 You and me, Babe I’m always singing about it You and me, Babe You and me  Find myself singing -  Oh and when the night was getting black When they took took the clocks and they set em back When the long shadows poured down the hall We did not shiver, we did not mind at all See, the thing about you and me babe is we got soul We know all these little problems ain’t yours and mine If the land we stand on cracks and it sinks like a stone, You and me are always gonna have a place called home  Talkin 'bout you and me Find myself singing -  You and me  I'm always singing about it You and me, Babe

Sometimes I wonder about the life I live What is the point of my existence? I talked for hours about it with my friends ‘Everything’s a Thread’ Just like the Singers said We had some questions about the mess we’re in What is the point after the point of no return? We know there’s darkness when the candle’s burned Does the will to live Sense a second age? Death and taxes never stop Rent is going up and we are praying Yeah we are, we are all waiting on a miracle We are we are waiting, y’know what I’m saying? Don’t you falter don’t you stop The only chance we got is if we’re playing While we are, we are waiting on a miracle We are we are waiting, y’know what I’m saying? Been living in an algorithm, perfectly sheltered from all dissenting opinion The problem that has arisen Is when I make a decision I can only consider the information I’m given Been making money all around this town When the sun goes down I go and spread that money round. Left a list of places where it can be found But none of it’s there… I wonder where it’s gone Death and taxes never stop Rent is going up and we are praying Yeah we are, we are all waiting on a miracle We are waiting, y’know what I’m saying? Don’t you falter don’t you stop The only chance we got is if we’re playing While we are, we are all waiting on a miracle We are we are waiting, y’know what I’m saying? Fell from a drunken dream into my bed All of the evils of the world run through my head Everything’s connected still, the good’s still there Didn’t put the halo on another coin Just one more question about the mess we’re in What is the point if we all get God in the end? Every cause I fought and bored of is still there It’ll always be there Until it’s gone Death and taxes never stop Rent is going up and we are praying Yeah we are, we are all waiting on a miracle We are we are waiting, y’know what I’m saying? Don’t you falter don’t you stop The only chance we got is if we’re slaying While we are, we are all waiting on a miracle We are we are waiting, y’know what I’m saying? Ever since I’ve been living in an algorithm I’ve been telling the millions All my opinions With exactly no inhibitions Sometimes I even listen Another problem’s arisen If there’s truth to my convictions But the villains keep winning How the hell does the world keep spinning Is there something I’m missing? Alright give me a minute The Rome metaphor is derivative I have to admit it But there is something in it Accidentally Perhaps we Have stumbled on a perfect exhibit Of our words and the history within ‘em You’d be forgiven for thinking that we’ve been hinting at The end from the very beginning Because for most Rome was a prison & if these are the last days, is anyone gonna miss ‘em? How do I do a new thing? How do I make a real change? To the committee this is my submission Don’t you falter don’t you stop The only chance we got is if we’re slaying it While we are, we are all waiting on a miracle We are we are waiting, y’know what I’m saying?

I been around the world in my immigrant shoes My soul should be worn out by now But I’m bouncing to the sound of the time when the million voices are breaking through So you can stop talking falsely now You better tender your respects when my girl’s in the room You know she’s right on, you’ll find out No rest if you’re wicked in a world where Sita is still singing the blues It’s better yet worse somehow - Too much to prove and nothing left for us to do O, gimme some of nothing O, what’s the sum of nothing? If what you’re saying’s clearly bogus then there is no need for me to refute Yes if it’s bogus hocus pocus P.O.T.U.S. the onus of proof must be on you Matter of fact just stop talking falsely now If you came to be taming shrews then you better start kissing some shoes It ain’t me doing the telling it is they who be commanding me to command you It’s better yet worse somehow - To much to do and nothing left for us to lose O, gimme some of nothing O, what’s the sum of nothing? O, gimme some of nothing O, what’s the sum of nothing? Ever since I was a youth impending doom has always been on news I try to make my way but sometimes I say ‘Hey wait, what’s the use?’ Whether you’re a defender or a crusader Whether you’re a player that’s minor or major What is the result of all your labour? What’s waiting for us at the end of the rainbow? It’s just so amazing how everything these days just seems to Be better yet worse somehow - Too much to do lose and nothing left for us to do What's the sum of nothing? O, what’s the sum of nothing? O, gimme some of nothing O, what’s the sum of nothing?

On Nietzsche’s day off The sun came out and it felt like a once off He made a thermos of mushroom tea and went tripping in the park Margarita told the Master ‘Boss I’m off the clock’ Picked up a couple of ice cold beers and Met Friedrich in the park They were hopping like a frog in a pond Popping like a Dom Perignon Checking out the scene all day long They were going off their head like Ned Stark Jumping like right over the shark Shaking up the scene after dark It’s Nietzsche’s day off His momma called the cops Said officer my boy is lost The chief said we had him in cell 3B But he was bailed out by Van Gogh They were hopping like a frog in a pond Popping like a Dom Perignon Checking out the scene all day long They were going off their head like Ned Stark Jumping like right over the shark Shaking up the scene after dark It’s Nietzsche’s day off Going to the museum Sinking some beers Catching up with friends They hadn’t seen in years I was at the studio Sweating it out over these lyrics When Nietzsche’s crew came through and said ‘Why so serious?’ It’s Nietzsche’s day off They ran into Joan of Arc Last drinks Mascara Bar She said ‘Drink up Nietzsche, come with Silvia P and me to the kick on at Chez Kafka’ They were hopping like a frog in a pond Popping like a Dom Perignon Checking out the scene all day long It’s Nietzsche’s day off