Текст песни Meat Puppets - Creator
Meat Puppets - Creator слова песни
Everybody`s got some kind ofBelief about creatorSome say openly, "I don`t know,"Some build elevatorsTo take the chosen fewWho can afford the scenic viewTo the top of some big towerLooking out on fields of blueWalking clouds on caves of emptinessThat fall around their mindsTo flirt openly with vaporAnd the trail it leaves behindFences fly and sidewalks cryConcerning our creatorTurning loose the butterflyThat ate the alligatorPicking up its open-endedHolographic rootsIt moved out to the towerTo look down on me and youWalking caves of empty waterIn the boring morning rainMaking love to open windowsAnd the vapor trails` refrain------------------------------------------------------------------------------