Maybebop - Imagery songtext (lyrics)
[Maybebop - Imagery songtext lyrics]
When I’m going far away it’s a fact
That I will meet a stranger there
It’s abstract
Who looks exactly like a friend
That I’ve known
In Prague, the stranger looks just like
My friend’s clone
And then I start to wonder if
This strange man
Would also have a friend of his in Bhutan
Who looks so much like me he is my copy
He is my mirror image, man it’s eerie
In turn my mirror image meets a man who
Looks just like his friend’s clone only
In Perú who knows a copy of my clone
And I see: I constitute a crowd of three
All three me the mirror images and I
It’s well known
We start to see our friends as clones
Of their own and every image knows a clone
Of myself yes I exist in multitudes
Biding well
In Hamburg: Me, me, me! In Rome: Me, me, me!
In London: Me, me, me!
I keep on spinning this idea round and round
There’s no way out, at some time soon
On safe ground:
Two images will meet each other and encount-
Er recognition and what’s more
Their selves found
Of course these two accomplices
Have some friends
Who sport the mirror images’ resemblance
And all these friends have other friends
And it’s plain
To see around the world all people
Look the same my fascination grows and I
Must behold that slowly I am everywhere
No control
I’m spreading out and without doubt
I can see:
There’s no one left who doesn't look
Just like me
In Russia: Me, me, me! In China: Me, me, me!
In America: Me, me, me!
Now after all, I’m getting bored
For everywhere am I, oh Lord
Go South, go East, West or go North
When getting there, I meet my sort
As much as I would like to flee
I cannot get away from me
"Please God, " I'm hearing myself pray
"show me a different face today!"
This desperation’s killing me all alone
I’m breathing my last breath, no more
Flesh and bone i step before my maker wild
As can be for God created me in his
Imagery in this life: Me, me, me!
Hereafter: Me, me, me! For ever: Me, me, me!
And Ever: Me, me, me!
For ever cursed in multitude i must rot
I fall right out of bed and I i wake up
That I will meet a stranger there
It’s abstract
Who looks exactly like a friend
That I’ve known
In Prague, the stranger looks just like
My friend’s clone
And then I start to wonder if
This strange man
Would also have a friend of his in Bhutan
Who looks so much like me he is my copy
He is my mirror image, man it’s eerie
In turn my mirror image meets a man who
Looks just like his friend’s clone only
In Perú who knows a copy of my clone
And I see: I constitute a crowd of three
All three me the mirror images and I
It’s well known
We start to see our friends as clones
Of their own and every image knows a clone
Of myself yes I exist in multitudes
Biding well
In Hamburg: Me, me, me! In Rome: Me, me, me!
In London: Me, me, me!
I keep on spinning this idea round and round
There’s no way out, at some time soon
On safe ground:
Two images will meet each other and encount-
Er recognition and what’s more
Their selves found
Of course these two accomplices
Have some friends
Who sport the mirror images’ resemblance
And all these friends have other friends
And it’s plain
To see around the world all people
Look the same my fascination grows and I
Must behold that slowly I am everywhere
No control
I’m spreading out and without doubt
I can see:
There’s no one left who doesn't look
Just like me
In Russia: Me, me, me! In China: Me, me, me!
In America: Me, me, me!
Now after all, I’m getting bored
For everywhere am I, oh Lord
Go South, go East, West or go North
When getting there, I meet my sort
As much as I would like to flee
I cannot get away from me
"Please God, " I'm hearing myself pray
"show me a different face today!"
This desperation’s killing me all alone
I’m breathing my last breath, no more
Flesh and bone i step before my maker wild
As can be for God created me in his
Imagery in this life: Me, me, me!
Hereafter: Me, me, me! For ever: Me, me, me!
And Ever: Me, me, me!
For ever cursed in multitude i must rot
I fall right out of bed and I i wake up