Listen
I think I could be dreaming
The linecrossers cross
The schemers scheming

I should forget about it
There's a monkey on my back rack
The humble and the poor keep breathing

Walk between the raindrops if you can
Lord, tell me what kind of man
Makes this plan
I don't understand such a grand scam

Science
I think I should be leaving
Shine, baby, shine
Free that free thing

And keep your long hair in place
The wind is going to roll
The hungry and the poor are reeling