they right themselves to the sun...
joel harris, worrybead, the gods of victory
Lyrics
oh see how flying beauty flies
she turns the grass and flowers stand straight
about face, they right themselves to the sun
so hard won, what's a legend? what's a name?
when the wasp hit his leg he knew some pain
but moreso the same he learned a true name,
so when the wasp hit his leg a cow was slain!
or so they say the story goes, oh no, we know,
the story's plain
oh see how flying beauty flies
through dips and turns and planes and steady rise
dollar bills, she banks as light
in grandpa's eyes, a mile high,
they flew away, oh! hey! to make love
that way and talk! it's a story strange.
so beauty took to wing and on clouds they lay
or so they say the story goes. oh no, we know,
the story's plain.
oh see how flying beauty flies
she jerks and spins and sputters to the ground,
grandma's shot, with buck and lead
her arc it found. oh sad day!
beauty lay upon the ground
till the others took her up and they flew away,
what's a legend? what's a name?
when beauty tilled the air,
her heart was slain.
