after the school bell rings
I’m looking down on my life
From the hill where you stand.
And that view cuts like a knife
Through a twisted no-man’s land.
I’m looking down on time city,
On every road I’ve traveled on.
The seconds are drenched in pity
But the years are simply gone.
You got to watch what you eat.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
Angels and devils eat the same cake,
After the school bell rings.
Reality is sitting on a shelf
Next to the emperor’s clothes.
Hiding behind a plastic elf
‘Cause all its socks are filled with holes.
And physics gets whiplash
As night the hunter arrives.
The duke stashes cherubim’s under his sash.
He’ll do anything to get out of this dive.
You got to watch what you eat.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
Angels and devils eat the same cake,
After the school bell rings.
Some flowers bloom in the summer.
Some in the fall.
Some bloom in the winter.
But none don’t bloom at all.
So won’t you release the water?
Won’t you plug in the sun?
Won’t you forget all about order
And let the innocents have a little fun?
Painting a picture of life.
A hand steals your purse.
But what’s really been stolen
Is a hundred times worse.
Some cars are over parked
But like a random rifle shot
Some of them get parking tickets
And some of them do not.
You got to watch what you eat.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
Angels and devils eat the same cake,
After the school bell rings.
There’s things I could say.
You know I ‘d only tell them to you.
Half of them are false
And half of them are true.
Here’s angel’s food cake.
Here’s devil’s food cake too.
When you eat them you can feel the ground shake.
The direction you go is up to you.
Maybe the recipes got switched.
It’s a fifty-fifty chance.
It could be under a rope or a halo.
That you dance your last dance.
You got to watch what you eat.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
Angels and devils eat the same cake,
After the school bell rings.
Wait till I get a million bucks,
I’m going to put things right,
If I don’t get stuck
Pimping in the night.
The sword swallower is inspired;
The fire-eater is blessed.
But they can’t stop the fiery sword
From spinning in the west.
And we can’t stop it either, no matter what we do.
So hang on to me, baby, and I’ll hang on to you.
There’s a roller coaster that’s got one empty car.
We can both hitch a ride to the farthest star
And if only for one moment forget where we are.
You got to watch what you eat.
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
Angels and devils eat the same cake,
After the school bell rings.