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You stir up the soup, my song bird
A muddy thing, a living brain
With coils of worms and ligaments of clay
Hey it spins like a dancer in the microwave
We're blood in the veins of the subway
The turnstyles fondle us two times a day
Who planted the coffee you're sipping?
You feel bad but who gets the whipping?

How many flies are inside a spider?
How many spiders are inside a sparrow?
How many sparrows are inside a cat?
How many sparrows are inside a cat?
How many cats in a man?
How many cats in a man?

Nobody said it was easy
Nobody said it was easy
Tie your hands to the wheel and keep your eyes peeled
You can plow through raccoons and red lights too
But pray for peons below you
Pray for the worms who spin your silk
Is that the egg timer that's ticking?
Are your wrists getting stiff from the clicking?