I AM HERE...NOW

It sucks you in Half-alive The watchful eyes of the satellites They feed you lead To help you boil And make the snake unfurl it's coil Every distant voice that comes from the bleachers I hear every single one I've got to make my run And go as fast as I can Rushing through my veins are decisions Every memory is gone now I am here now and nowhere else I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man Take a number please Take a number please Why don't you take another piece of my heart Take a number please Take a number please Why don't you take another piece of my heart My spirit's moved on To a distant sun Look toward the skies and you will know Behind the mind's eye is a mountain and a rolling valley And you must climb to find the self I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man I'll grab a slab of concrete and I'll cook it up and eat it like a real man