This song is written as the perspective of the boys in the street, as a whole, and what path they are going to choose as they get older and grow into men. (This is why the music video takes place in an orphanage.) The seen, and unseen collective suffering is imbedded in the boys’ mind, consciously or subconsciously, and is haunting them. Which path will the boys choose? Issac Hayes is the voice of reason, maybe God, the angel on his shoulder, or the voice of his forefathers from beyond the grave who can see the big picture and are pleading with the boys not to continue the violence and pattern of killing their brothers, but to rise above. The most beautiful song and has so many levels. Racism towards African Americans in America would not exist if everyone sat down and listened to this song and understood the history behind the words. The power, fear, pleading in RZA and Ghostface voices are genuine and powerful. Issac Hayes’ strong voice makes the perfect strong father figure, who is possibly from beyond the grave.
I put ketchup on my scrambled eggs
And everybody thinks it's funny
I don't get mad
I don't laugh cause you don't shave your legs
But everybody thinks it's funny
No need to get mad
I don't spend my time with anyone
Who doesn't think I'm wonderful
Or somewhat cash refundable at times
Now I'm out here counting airplanes
Trying to make sense of the change
And I don't want to be just anybody
So don't try to figure me out
I won't try to figure you out
I don't want to be some average anybody
Now I got friends that ride into the storm
And ride out of the storm with nothing
They rode into the storm with
And there seems to be a price for everything
You get what you pay for then you pay for
What you already thought you bought before
When you're up between the new sky line
The city lights and the warm sunshine
It's a long way down
When you can count on one hand what you love
And can count on who you love to help you on your long way down
You end up counting airplanes
Trying to keep up with these changes
I don't want to be with anybody else
So don't try to figure me out
I won't try to figure you out
I don't want to be some average anybody
And everybody thinks it's funny
I don't get mad
I don't laugh cause you don't shave your legs
But everybody thinks it's funny
No need to get mad
I don't spend my time with anyone
Who doesn't think I'm wonderful
Or somewhat cash refundable at times
Now I'm out here counting airplanes
Trying to make sense of the change
And I don't want to be just anybody
So don't try to figure me out
I won't try to figure you out
I don't want to be some average anybody
Now I got friends that ride into the storm
And ride out of the storm with nothing
They rode into the storm with
And there seems to be a price for everything
You get what you pay for then you pay for
What you already thought you bought before
When you're up between the new sky line
The city lights and the warm sunshine
It's a long way down
When you can count on one hand what you love
And can count on who you love to help you on your long way down
You end up counting airplanes
Trying to keep up with these changes
I don't want to be with anybody else
So don't try to figure me out
I won't try to figure you out
I don't want to be some average anybody
Lyrics submitted by Demau Senae
Counting Airplanes Lyrics as written by Charlie Colin Charles Colin
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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I put ketchup on a lot of stuff, too...but not scrambled eggs. I won't even eat the things. Eggs, blaugh.