''Look at me
Look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be
Alive
In such a small world
I'm all curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
Cuz I can lead a nation with a microphone
And I can split the atoms of a molecule
Look at me Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let 'em all die in exasperation
Have 'em all healed of their lacerations
Have 'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like 'em.
And I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
Because I can guide a missile by satellite
And I can hit a target through a telescope
And I can end the planet in a holocaust''
In this lifetime,
I CAN DO THESE.
I can own my set of laws and principles.
I can erase every boundary.
I can develop skyscrapers.
I can be a millionnaire.
I can fly to any destination in my private helicopters.
I can dine in Vienna today and Malibu tomorrow.
I can own haute coutures from Milan, Paris, London and New York City.
With high-tech paint and powder, I can make myself gorgeous.
I can march down the red carpet,
bask and shine in the camera flashes,
live in the mags and papers.
I can patent a brand in my name.
I can create and validate cultures.
I can design systems.
I can build an empire.
I can make a man-made world
based on my rules and regulations.
I can make me great and exalt my name.
I can be famous and own a club of fans and worshippers.
I can be my own god.
But really,
at the end of it all,
even if I gain the whole world -
SO WHAT?
Any life built without
Him
ends in catastrophe.
And the tragedy begins with
a Closed Door
infront of me -
when my clock stops ticking,
when my Time is expired,
when Eternity begins.
*
[to be continued]
Look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be
Alive
In such a small world
I'm all curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
Cuz I can lead a nation with a microphone
And I can split the atoms of a molecule
Look at me Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let 'em all die in exasperation
Have 'em all healed of their lacerations
Have 'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like 'em.
And I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
Because I can guide a missile by satellite
And I can hit a target through a telescope
And I can end the planet in a holocaust''
In this lifetime,
I CAN DO THESE.
I can own my set of laws and principles.
I can erase every boundary.
I can develop skyscrapers.
I can be a millionnaire.
I can fly to any destination in my private helicopters.
I can dine in Vienna today and Malibu tomorrow.
I can own haute coutures from Milan, Paris, London and New York City.
With high-tech paint and powder, I can make myself gorgeous.
I can march down the red carpet,
bask and shine in the camera flashes,
live in the mags and papers.
I can patent a brand in my name.
I can create and validate cultures.
I can design systems.
I can build an empire.
I can make a man-made world
based on my rules and regulations.
I can make me great and exalt my name.
I can be famous and own a club of fans and worshippers.
I can be my own god.
But really,
at the end of it all,
even if I gain the whole world -
SO WHAT?
Any life built without
Him
ends in catastrophe.
And the tragedy begins with
a Closed Door
infront of me -
when my clock stops ticking,
when my Time is expired,
when Eternity begins.
*
[to be continued]
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