Brandon Boyd
Текст песни All Ears Avow!

Get out on the road
Get out of your State
Into the Apple, the hour is late
Everyone trying to be the same
Uniformed and smiles, miles of smiles

Goodbye to language and sympathies to
A generation of intellectual amputees
Assimilation! Conformity!
The last drops of a once half empty cup

I saw a glacier
I kissed it goodbye
We're making way for
A much needed mini-mall, yep

Get out of your cage
And onto your feet
Knock off the dust and your eyes are replete
With new fascinations
Sweet and the sours
Polyformed and smiles, miles of smiles
Or goodbye to process
And condolences to
A generation of one winged worker bees
And where is the art in kissing their feet
For the last drops of a twice half empty cup