Oh, gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that riding on your everything?
It isn't anything at all

Oh, gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that writing on your shelf
In the bathrooms and the bad motels?
No one really cares for it at all
Not the gravity plan

Early, early in the morning
It pulls all on down my sore feet
I wanna go back to sleep

In the motions and the things that you say
As fruit drops, flesh it sags

Oh, gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that writing on your shelf
In the bathrooms and the bad motels?
No one really cares for it at all
Not the gravity plan

Early, early in the morning
It pulls all on down my sore feet
I wanna go back to sleep
In the motions and the things that you say
It all will fall, fall right into place
As fruit drops, flesh it sags
Everything will fall right into place
When we die, some sink and some lay
At least I don't see you float away
And all the spilt milk, sex, and weight
It all will fall, fall right into placе