Hope by and by, hope by and by -

motes in the eye, portcullis is shut,

a skull isn't much

of a castle to live in

when the change is going to come,

the change has got to come.



Explosions in the brain attest to it

Evolution down the drain - let all the rest do it...



Oh yeah, the only result is cumulative drek

It won't be the drug

it won't be the sex

it's got to be the Faculty X



Looking for a method, I play a straight bat,

throw away the chances to slip.

Yeah, you talk about the average -

I don't care about that

and my words are only giving me lip



When I know that the change has got to come

Or what am I living for? or why am I here?

I running, I give in more,

far away from the near



Go meta-physical world, the sign that protects

It wasn't the last

it won't be the next

It's Faculty X



Reading seeks, sages. prophets and obocurantist tracts,

draining the elixir to the dregs...

active yeast in the bottom is on the attack

and it leaves me without any legs to stand on



Still I hope that the change will come



Meanwhile I don't know

I think I'll have to go



Yeah, go for the governing body my consciousness elect

It won't be so clear, it won't be direct.

it's all that I fear, it's all I suspect

and I'll disappear in Faculty Ex -



I pluck all these characters out of thin air,

I push them down into the lungs;

I infuse them with meaning as much as I dare.

Stretch out for the shoreline and wait

for the wave....









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