Sea defense is all I see...

Follow through with every step you Take it on with hollow frontal Face and eyes. See through the guise. Full of dignity and Pride. Fire in your eyes. Fire in the lies. Stoke the fire and it will rise. The majesty's all run out, yeah. (yeah) It's time to invoke the flames, yeah. (yeah) Enter the imaginary- Enter the imaginary plane. Mechanized and frozen minds. Injured thoughts of broken times. Ice cold winds cut through the bones, But no more pain is ever shown. Arrogance on full display. Relish in it every day. Fire in their eyes. Fire in their lies. Stoke the fire and it will die. Fire... Flames... Ice... Cold... Enter the white canary's- Enter the white canary's cage. Fire... Flames... Ice... Cold... Follow through with every step you Take it on with hollow frontal Face and eyes. See through the guise. Full of dignity and Lies.

Submit Unto the breadth Of the eternal Phobia. Submit to the fear of missing All of the fun. See the face of your ultimate destiny. Denying, denying, denying, denying. All for some more but it's lesser for everyone else. Well that's the greater good for ya, the greater good. Everyone or just me? Everyone? Only me. Only me. Why let a stranger get me down? (get me down) I live in a vacuum. A test tube. A void. Well that's the greater good for ya, the greater good. Look at the bigger picture... Look at the pretty painting... Isn't it pretty? Look at the pretty painting. Isn't it pretty? Wait for the comeback.

Well, Here's a story I got to tell about A little kid from the south of Wales. He Wasn't one for havin fun. His daddy was rich and his ma was a school teacher. He didn't get along with the other kids at school. They thought he had a stupid name. Well, to be fair, It was quite an odd name. What's that you ask? Well, you have to promise not to laugh, now. His name was... BALLS. DICKORY. DOO. Well, we got a little off track there. I had a whole story I was going to tell about the young man. Yes. It involved a princess, a train robbery, and never before seen footage of John F. Kennedy's assassination. Well, there'll be time for that another day. On with the name! BALLS DICKORY. BALLS DICKORY DOO.

Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's Chedda Cheeze You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon? Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer shure, fer shure. By golly, it's clean clear to Flag Town, c'mon. Yeah, that's a big 10-4 there, Pig Pen. Yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy. Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy. Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June In a Kenworth pullin' logs. Cab-over Pete with a reefer on And a Jimmy haulin' hogs. We is headin' for bear on I-one-oh 'Bout a mile outta Shaky Town. I says, "Pig Pen, this here's the Chedda Cheeze "And I'm about to put the hammer down." 'Cause we got a little ol' convoy Rockin' through the night. Yeah, we got a little ol' convoy Ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Ain't nothin' gonna get in our way. We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'Cross the USA. Convoy. Ah, breaker, Pig Pen, this here's the Cheeze And, you wanna back off them hogs? Yeah, 10-4, 'bout five mile or so. Ten, roger. Them hogs is gettin' in-tense up in here. By the time we got into Tulsa Town We had eighty-five trucks in all. But they's a roadblock up on the cloverleaf And them bears was wall-to-wall. Yeah, them smokies is thick as bugs on a bumper They even had a bear in the air. I says, "Callin' all steeds, this here's the Cheeze "We about to go a-huntin' bear." 'Cause we got a great big convoy Rockin' through the night. Yeah, we got a great big convoy Ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Ain't nothin' gonna get in our way. We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'Cross the USA. Convoy. Ah, you wanna give me a 10-9 on that, Pig Pen? Negatory, Pig Pen, you're still too close. Yeah, them hogs is startin' to close up my sinuses, Mercy sakes, you better back off another ten. Well, we rolled up Interstate 44 Like a rocket sled on rails. We tore up all of our swindle sheets And left 'em settin' on the scales. By the time we hit that Chi-town Them bears was a-gettin' smart. They'd brought up some reinforcements From the Illinois National Guard. There's armored cars, and tanks, and Jeeps And rigs of ev'ry size. Yeah, them chicken coops was full'a bears And choppers filled the skies. Well, we shot the line and we went for broke With a thousand screamin' trucks. An' eleven long-haired Friends a' Jesus In a chartreuse micra-bus. Ah, Chedda Cheeze to Whip Creeme, come over. Yeah, 10-4, Whip Creeme? Listen, you wanna put that micra-bus in behind that suicide jockey? Yeah, he's haulin' dynamite, and he needs all the help he can get. Well, we laid a strip for the Jersey shore Prepared to cross the line. I could see the bridge was lined with bears But I didn't have a dog-goned dime. I says, "Pig Pen, this here's Chedda Cheeze "We just ain't a-gonna pay no toll." So we crashed the gate doing ninety-eight I says "Let them truckers roll, 10-4." 'Cause we got a mighty convoy Rockin' through the night. Yeah, we got a mighty convoy Ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy Ain't nothin' gonna get in our way. We gonna roll this truckin' convoy 'Cross the USA. Convoy. Ah, 10-4, Pig Pen, what's your twenty? OMAHA? Well, they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer sure. Well, mercy sakes, good buddy, we gonna back on outta here, so keep the bugs off your glass and the bears off your tail. We'll catch you on the flip-flop. This here's Chedda Cheeze on the side- We're gone, 'bye, 'bye.