The Finest Joke Is Upon Us

[Verse 1]

Mother, feeling your hand, eye

Believe you and I did then

And mother, release every bad seed

The geese are leaving the trees

[Verse 2]

Exposed to winter's cold

They waited too long

But we too exaggerated and now take the cake away

It's a long song and I can't play it so

Give me a grip now, collector of bones

[Chorus]

Worlds of smoke

Distorted mirror broken, paradise is open but I choke

One of these days when I see through the smoke

There'll be the day I get the joke

[Solo]

[Verse 2]

Exposed to winter's cold

They waited too long

But we too exaggerated and now take the cake away

It's a long song and I can't play it so

Give me a grip now, collector of bones

[Chorus]

Worlds of smoke

Distorted mirror broken, paradise is open but I choke

One of these days when I see through the smoke

There'll be the day I get the joke