This is tiger the lion
Gimme the knuckles of frisco
- if there's danger in the language,
Gentlemen,
I suggest no further use of
The two-way radio.
'john cage had come to feel
That art in our time
Was far less important
Than our daily lives,
To which so many'd become
More or less inclined.
The purpose of it's not unique.
Not to build masterpieces
For a delectative elite
But simply to wake to your life.'

You'll be serving the song
When you find out you won't change
Serving the song
Walking the range.

'john cage had come to feel
That art in our time
Was much less important
Than our daily life
If there's a perpetual plan
For discovery days
Where everyone can take part
In what he called
Purposeless play
And there's a sign of life in this play
Not to get order from chaos
Tell you how to create
But simply to wake to your life.

You'll be serving the song
When we find out you won't change
Serving the song
Bombing the range.

This is tiger the lion
Get me into the pillows
- if you're painted by radar, gentlemen,
There'll be no further use of
The two-way radio