The Modern Adventures of Plato, Diogenes and Freud
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๐ Lyrics
(Al Kooper)
Father of my morning,
Once my child to the night
I see that you have minds to cop
And I can only watch the sickened sorrow
Little do you know
Of the progressions that you teach
The people that you reach are tired
Of livin' in a world of elastic towers
Dance with them and sing a song of changes
And talk with them of life and all its dangers
Surround yourself with now familiar strangers
Who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time
And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
You cannot ever picture me
You know me by my thoughts
A file for your travelogue
Oblivious to the night, the fog around you
The germs they are rediculous
They bother you at night
The blood that rushes to your brain
The ticket on the plane you're never catching
The price you pay exclusive of your taxes
To chop you up inside with tiny axes
The girl looks up to you from floors she waxes
And speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
The metaphysic wrinkles in the face of what you face
Are hidden by the fake-up man
Who lives inside the sterno can beside you
Now climb ye to the mountains
As the sun is almost gone
Escaping from your other selves
Your brothers hide among the shelves inside you
The games that people play can only bore you
But only those that know you don't ignore you
How many times have I come there to restore you
And caught you lying on the couch with father time
And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
Father of my morning,
Once my child to the night
I see that you have minds to cop
And I can only watch the sickened sorrow
Little do you know
Of the progressions that you teach
The people that you reach are tired
Of livin' in a world of elastic towers
Dance with them and sing a song of changes
And talk with them of life and all its dangers
Surround yourself with now familiar strangers
Who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time
And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
You cannot ever picture me
You know me by my thoughts
A file for your travelogue
Oblivious to the night, the fog around you
The germs they are rediculous
They bother you at night
The blood that rushes to your brain
The ticket on the plane you're never catching
The price you pay exclusive of your taxes
To chop you up inside with tiny axes
The girl looks up to you from floors she waxes
And speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
The metaphysic wrinkles in the face of what you face
Are hidden by the fake-up man
Who lives inside the sterno can beside you
Now climb ye to the mountains
As the sun is almost gone
Escaping from your other selves
Your brothers hide among the shelves inside you
The games that people play can only bore you
But only those that know you don't ignore you
How many times have I come there to restore you
And caught you lying on the couch with father time
And the clock on the wall is a bore
As you wander past the door
And find him lying on the floor
As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.03] (Al Kooper)
[00:01.90] Father of my morning,
[00:02.82] Once my child to the night
[00:05.53] I see that you have minds to cop
[00:08.24] And I can only watch the sickened sorrow
[00:16.34] Little do you know
[00:18.11] Of the progressions that you teach
[00:21.86] The people that you reach are tired
[00:23.68] Of livin' in a world of elastic towers
[00:29.96] Dance with them and sing a song of changes
[00:35.40] And talk with them of life and all its dangers
[00:41.77] Surround yourself with now familiar strangers
[00:45.35] Who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time
[00:52.58] And the clock on the wall is a bore
[00:55.24] As you wander past the door
[00:58.02] And find him lying on the floor
[01:01.62] As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
[01:21.58] You cannot ever picture me
[01:24.37] You know me by my thoughts
[01:27.04] A file for your travelogue
[01:29.76] Oblivious to the night, the fog around you
[01:38.85] The germs they are rediculous
[01:41.54] They bother you at night
[01:44.20] The blood that rushes to your brain
[01:46.96] The ticket on the plane you're never catching
[01:52.41] The price you pay exclusive of your taxes
[01:57.87] To chop you up inside with tiny axes
[02:03.23] The girl looks up to you from floors she waxes
[02:08.78] And speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
[02:15.01] And the clock on the wall is a bore
[02:18.74] As you wander past the door
[02:20.52] And find him lying on the floor
[02:25.01] As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
[02:34.06] The metaphysic wrinkles in the face of what you face
[02:39.56] Are hidden by the fake-up man
[02:43.15] Who lives inside the sterno can beside you
[02:51.21] Now climb ye to the mountains
[02:53.97] As the sun is almost gone
[02:56.72] Escaping from your other selves
[02:59.49] Your brothers hide among the shelves inside you
[03:05.73] The games that people play can only bore you
[03:11.22] But only those that know you don't ignore you
[03:17.57] How many times have I come there to restore you
[03:22.19] And caught you lying on the couch with father time
[03:29.30] And the clock on the wall is a bore
[03:32.91] As you wander past the door
[03:35.62] And find him lying on the floor
[03:39.22] As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
[04:08.00]
[00:01.90] Father of my morning,
[00:02.82] Once my child to the night
[00:05.53] I see that you have minds to cop
[00:08.24] And I can only watch the sickened sorrow
[00:16.34] Little do you know
[00:18.11] Of the progressions that you teach
[00:21.86] The people that you reach are tired
[00:23.68] Of livin' in a world of elastic towers
[00:29.96] Dance with them and sing a song of changes
[00:35.40] And talk with them of life and all its dangers
[00:41.77] Surround yourself with now familiar strangers
[00:45.35] Who kiss and who hug and eventually mug you of your time
[00:52.58] And the clock on the wall is a bore
[00:55.24] As you wander past the door
[00:58.02] And find him lying on the floor
[01:01.62] As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
[01:21.58] You cannot ever picture me
[01:24.37] You know me by my thoughts
[01:27.04] A file for your travelogue
[01:29.76] Oblivious to the night, the fog around you
[01:38.85] The germs they are rediculous
[01:41.54] They bother you at night
[01:44.20] The blood that rushes to your brain
[01:46.96] The ticket on the plane you're never catching
[01:52.41] The price you pay exclusive of your taxes
[01:57.87] To chop you up inside with tiny axes
[02:03.23] The girl looks up to you from floors she waxes
[02:08.78] And speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
[02:15.01] And the clock on the wall is a bore
[02:18.74] As you wander past the door
[02:20.52] And find him lying on the floor
[02:25.01] As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
[02:34.06] The metaphysic wrinkles in the face of what you face
[02:39.56] Are hidden by the fake-up man
[02:43.15] Who lives inside the sterno can beside you
[02:51.21] Now climb ye to the mountains
[02:53.97] As the sun is almost gone
[02:56.72] Escaping from your other selves
[02:59.49] Your brothers hide among the shelves inside you
[03:05.73] The games that people play can only bore you
[03:11.22] But only those that know you don't ignore you
[03:17.57] How many times have I come there to restore you
[03:22.19] And caught you lying on the couch with father time
[03:29.30] And the clock on the wall is a bore
[03:32.91] As you wander past the door
[03:35.62] And find him lying on the floor
[03:39.22] As he begs you for some more, you frozen smile
[04:08.00]