Dead on the ground I am making a sound I am too proud to drown Too proud to drown As long as I stand I will take your hand I will stand with my band Stand with my band There's nowhere to go But on down the road Let's get on with the show Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on with the show Waiting too long But there's no right or wrong Only where I belong Where I belong There'll come a day When we all feel the same And we live for the game Live for the game There's nowhere to go But on down the road Let's get on with the show Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on with the show There's nowhere to go But on down the road Let's get on with the show Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on with the show Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on with the show Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on with the show Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on with the show Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on Let's get on let's get on

I just can't seem to take much more of this Got too much hassle, baby and not enough bliss Got to give these hangers on a miss 'Cause I need some help, I just don't get No one seems to understand what's up, what's up What's up, so called friends come and go and things Just don't add up, trying to make my way through All this illusion and myth, I don't even have no safety net Nero fiddled while Rome burnt Napoleon met his Waterloo Samson went spare when Delilah cut his hair But little David slew Goliath too, oh yeah I'm just trying to get some results Listen baby, I'm not trying to start my own cult Please, tell me something that I don't know I just wanna get on with the show Nero fiddled while Rome burnt Napoleon met his Waterloo Samson went spare when Delilah cut his hair But little David slew Goliath too You'd think some program might do the trick Let me tell you, this wall of fog is just too thick I thought of everything but the whip But baby, nobody on my ship is up to it I'm just trying to get some results, some results I'm not trying to start my own cult No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Just tell me something that I don't know I just wanna get on with the show Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta I just wanna get on with the show Baby, baby, baby, baby Just tell me something that I don't know I just wanna get on with the show It is better don't wait than let her go Give a luck, give a luck, give a luck, give a luck Give a luck, give a luck, give a luck, give a luck Give a luck, give a luck, give a luck, give a luck Give a luck, give a luck, give a luck, give a luck

1.) Four Point Six Archaean horizon The first sunrise On a pristine Gaea Opus perfectum Somewhere there, us sleeping After sleeping through a hundred million centuries We have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet Sparkling with color, bountiful with life Within decades we must close our eyes again Isn't it a noble An enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun To work on understanding the universe And how we have come to wake up in it? 2.) Life The cosmic law of gravity Pulled the newborns around a fire A careless, cold infinity in every vast direction Lonely farer in the Goldilocks zone She has a tale to tell From the stellar nursery into a carbon feast Enter LUCA The tapestry of chemistry There's a writing in the garden Leading us to the Mother of all We are one We are a universe Forbears of what will be Scions of the Devonian sea Aeons pass Writing the tale of us all A day-to-day new opening For the greatest show on Earth Ion channels welcoming the outside world To the stuff of stars Bedding the tree of a biological holy Enter life The tapestry of chemistry There's a writing in the garden Leading us to the Mother of all We are one We are a universe Forbears of what will be Scions of the Devonian sea Aeons pass Writing the tale of us all A day-to-day new opening For the greatest show on Earth We are here to care for the garden The wonder of birth Of every form most beautiful Every form most beautiful We are one We are a universe Forbears of what will be Scions of the Devonian sea Aeons pass Writing the tale of us all A day-to-day new opening For the greatest show on Earth 3.) The Toolmaker After a billion years The show is still here Not a single one of your fathers died young The handy travelers Out of Africa Little Lucy of the Afar Gave birth to fantasy To idolatry To self-destructive weaponry Enter the god of gaps Deep within the past Atavistic dread of the hunted Enter Ionia, the cradle of thought The architecture of understanding The human lust to feel so exceptional To rule the Earth Hunger for shiny rocks For giant mushroom clouds The will to do just as you'd be done by Enter history, the grand finale Enter Ratkind Man, he took his time in the sun Had a dream to understand A single grain of sand He gave birth to poetry But one day'll cease to be Greet the last light of the library Man, he took his time in the sun Had a dream to understand A single grain of sand He gave birth to poetry But one day'll cease to be Greet the last light of the library Man, he took his time in the sun Had a dream to understand A single grain of sand He gave birth to poetry But one day'll cease to be Greet the last light of the library We were here! We were here! We were here! We were here! 4.) The Understanding We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones Most people are never going to die Because they are never going to be born The potential people who could have been here in my place But who will in fact never see the light of day Outnumber the sand grains of Sahara Certainly those unborn ghosts include Greater poets than Keats Scientists greater than Newton We know this Because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA So massively exceeds the set of actual people In the teeth of these stupefying odds It is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here We privileged few Who won the lottery of birth against all odds How dare we whine at our inevitable return To that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred? 5.) Sea-Worn Driftwood There is grandeur in this view of life With its several powers Having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one And that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on According to the fixed law of gravity From so simple a beginning Endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been And are being, evolved

Take some Venom and Accept That you won't see Nazareth The Rainbow leads you home Warrior sent to Milky Way UFO shooting Gamma Ray A Riot of Destruction Watch the Rockbitch go Down, Vixen spread When the Priest killed the Maiden in the Metal Church Armored Saints and Warlocks watched the Slaughter Rage of the Slayer forced the Pretty Maids To Kiss the Queen in Crimson Glory You were born a Motörhead Bike's In Flames you race ahead Udo the Kansas Rush Racing with the Mötley Crüe Annihilator chasing you With Guns and burning Roses Status Quo has been reached, Wasp's Unleashed When the Priest killed the Maiden in the Metal Church Armored Saints and Warlocks watched the Slaughter Rage of the Slayer forced the Pretty Maids To Kiss the Queen in Crimson Glory Take a Skyride with me, then you'll see When the Priest killed the Maiden in the Metal Church Armored Saints and Warlocks watched the Slaughter Rage of the Slayer forced the Pretty Maids To Kiss the Queen in Crimson Glory