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Every thought's a game
A pack of chimps I cannot tame
You're wondering who to blame
Now your ride has come up lame
Fortres full of hate
Fears and hopes all pound the gate
To early, it's too late
What is evil, which is great?
Pigs are sheep and cats are dogs
And thoughts are made of Lincoln Logs
To tend to the mice and wood
Where black is blue and bad is good
Thoughts that I keep my money in
Melt some wax and chunks of tin
Forget your name, how to walk and ignore
The light shining in from under the door
Thoughts like a thread through a foam device
Liquid bread and rubber ice
Make a promise, grow teeth, go to bed
Wake up when you're dead
A pack of chimps I cannot tame
You're wondering who to blame
Now your ride has come up lame
Fortres full of hate
Fears and hopes all pound the gate
To early, it's too late
What is evil, which is great?
Pigs are sheep and cats are dogs
And thoughts are made of Lincoln Logs
To tend to the mice and wood
Where black is blue and bad is good
Thoughts that I keep my money in
Melt some wax and chunks of tin
Forget your name, how to walk and ignore
The light shining in from under the door
Thoughts like a thread through a foam device
Liquid bread and rubber ice
Make a promise, grow teeth, go to bed
Wake up when you're dead
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I believe this song could be about life, and how confusing everything appears to be, at least at first. Sometimes it can seem that every thought you have, at least to me, has two sides to it, and the song appears to be about the difficulty in deciphering which side is which, not necessarily if its just good or evil, but what exactly each thought is in itself. It becomes especially difficult when just as you think you may have one thought figured out, another comes along and presents yet another question of what it actually means, and before you know it, you could have ten other thoughts as well to decipher, therefore making them appear to be Lincoln Logs, or stacking up on top of each other. Some people may offer you advice on how to decipher these thoughts, but often enough they don't make a lot of sense, and could be almost as if they are saying to you "Melt some wax and chunks of tin, forget your name, how to walk and ignore, the light shining in from under the door." I think at the end, what it all boils down to, make a promise, grow teeth (in adolescence), go to bed, (throughout life), and wake up when you're dead, (when life ends), meaning that this process exists throughout life.
were you high when you thought of that? cuz those are definitely some ideas and things that would pop out at you. good deciphering, i think youre right. amazing song btw
life is a moment that goes by really fast, like a station you're about to leave. When you think of it that way, your reality gets kind of stirred up and things you thought were important i.e. fears, hopes, your name don't seem as important, nothing makes sense, hence liquid bread and rubber ice.