Landing Gear

Hey little bag of sugar floating in your biosphere
Summon the courage to put down your landing gear
And come out here
'Cause I am as exhausted as a drowning polar bear
Swimming around, looking for a ride
And it’s so god awful hot outside
Quiet kicking me in the rib every time Adam tells what he did
Man creates woman, he says
Sweeping his hand through the air like mister show biz
And you’re gonna love this world if it’s the last thing I do
The whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo
For someone who ain’t even here yet look how much the world loves you
Look how much the world loves you
The candles are burning down, the music is fading
Your piñata is torn, it’s time to be born
And death is at the door peddling that old fashioned blood and gore
Here at the house of creation, cue the sobering moment of revelation
You’re gonna love this world if it’s the last thing I do
The whole extravagant joke topped in bitter sweet chocolate goo
For someone who ain’t even here yet look how much the world loves you
Look how much the world loves you