And now, ladies and gentlemen: the haunting poetry of Talking Heads.
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“Don’t Worry about the Government”
I see the clouds that move across the sky.
I see the wind that moves the clouds away.
It moves the clouds over by the building.
I picked the building that I want to live in.
I smell the pine trees and the peaches in the woods.
I see the pinecones that fall by the highway.
That’s the highway that goes to my building.
I picked the building that I want to live in.
It’s over there. It’s O-VER THERE!
My building has every convenience!
It’s gonna make life easy for me.
It’s gonna be easy to get things done.
I’m gonna relax alone with my loved ones.
Loved ones, loved ones! Visit the building.
Take the highway, park, and come up and see me.
I’ll be WORK-ing, WORK-ing, but if you come visit,
I’ll put down what I’m doing. (My friends are important.)
Don’t you worry ’bout me.
I wouldn’t worry about me.
Don’t you worry ’bout me.
Don’t you worry ’bout MEEEEE!
I see the states across this big nation.
I see the laws made in Washington, D.C.
I think of the ones I consider my favorites.
I think of the people that are working for me.
Some civil servants are just like my loved ones!
They work so hard and they try to be strong.
I’m a lucky guy to live in my building.
They all need buildings to help them along.
It’s over there. It’s O-VER THERE!
My building has every convenience!
It’s gonna make life easy for me.
It’s gonna be easy to get things done.
I’m gonna relax alone with my loved ones.
Loved ones, loved ones! Visit the building.
Take the highway, park, and come up and see me.
I’ll be WORK-ing, WORK-ing, but if you come visit,
I’ll put down what I’m doing. (My friends are important.)
I wouldn’t worry ’bout me.
I wouldn’t worry about me.
Don’t you worry ’bout me.
Don’t you worry ’bout MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!