Lyrics to From Here To Reality
Awake in a dream with you and me being the stars of the show
It's no go until somebody else says so
Could somebody please prove to me that I'm alive?
Only for a short time can I stay mellow
Can I stay eatin', sleepin', shittin', beaten fellow
Who don't complain about the absolutely mundane noise of the day
Here's the day
I could've fallen asleep like you all did years ago,
But the dignity within me would not let me go
I'm sick of "Woe is me" - go fuck yourself
You can take that conversation and stick it on the back of the shelf with the beans
Give me my smelling salts - I think I might've died
Halfway from here to reality
I've got some tricky faults - that's why I wanna live
Halfway from here to reality
I used to be left of the center -
Now the center's to the left of me; up on the right
Is a man with a plan dealin' out a scary hand (deck of cards, what have you)
I used to be left of the center -
Now the center's to the left of me; up on the right
Is a man with a plan - watch out for him
Can you tell me, does it get any better as we go?
Do all the assholes suddenly march out in a uniform row?
I'm sick of "Woe is me" - go fuck yourself
You can take that conversation and stick it on the back of the shelf with the beans
Give me my smelling salts - I think I might've died
Halfway from here to reality
An extract of brain juice appeared to spit out of my eye
Halfway from here to reality
It's no go until somebody else says so
Could somebody please prove to me that I'm alive?
Only for a short time can I stay mellow
Can I stay eatin', sleepin', shittin', beaten fellow
Who don't complain about the absolutely mundane noise of the day
Here's the day
I could've fallen asleep like you all did years ago,
But the dignity within me would not let me go
I'm sick of "Woe is me" - go fuck yourself
You can take that conversation and stick it on the back of the shelf with the beans
Give me my smelling salts - I think I might've died
Halfway from here to reality
I've got some tricky faults - that's why I wanna live
Halfway from here to reality
I used to be left of the center -
Now the center's to the left of me; up on the right
Is a man with a plan dealin' out a scary hand (deck of cards, what have you)
I used to be left of the center -
Now the center's to the left of me; up on the right
Is a man with a plan - watch out for him
Can you tell me, does it get any better as we go?
Do all the assholes suddenly march out in a uniform row?
I'm sick of "Woe is me" - go fuck yourself
You can take that conversation and stick it on the back of the shelf with the beans
Give me my smelling salts - I think I might've died
Halfway from here to reality
An extract of brain juice appeared to spit out of my eye
Halfway from here to reality
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