Blues Traveler - Whoops Lyrics
Music & lyrics: john popperHave you ever seen an atomLittle bits of everything floating byTake a good look at themCollectively they compose all you see including your eyeBrilliant puzzleA living rubix cube we think we can figure out and solveBut were just monkeysScratching our heads trying to open our earsTo a chord that just wont seem to resolveAnd we call it wisdomYes intellect in our truest sense of the wordYou see for us security means a harmonyAccording to only what we have heardAnd this along and nothing lessWill ease our heart and our mindIn the hopes that in feeling free well reach paradiseOn that hilltop were still trying to findBut the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seemThat paradise was once the world and it wasnt just a dreamThe earth was our heaven and we didnt know there were rules for us to breakAnd maybe now well find out too late what a clever hell we can makeWhoopsWhoopsIn this cornerWeighing in at almost every weight imaginable...Life, and all that surrounds itAnd in this cornerWeighing in at well, not really very much of anything;A very sound and user friendly ideaOn finally bringing that pesky mountain to mohammedGentlemen at the sound of the harmonica solo you may come out fightingTake a look at the horizonQuiet and stillYou know there used to be bisonGentlemen you may fire at willThey say this land wont go to wasteBut you gotta wonder howYou know were chopping down the air we breatheAs fodder for the cowThats right so we can eat wellYes and starve to deathAnd say theres nothing we can doBecause we really dont want to do a goddamn thingLook Im shrugging and so are youWe can imagine the straightest of linesBut our fingers cant control the penAnd its this frustration that yields reliefAs we say were just mortal menAnd that means we get to torture a chimpanzeAnd infect him with diseaseBecause he screams just like a human childWhile we study his desperate pleasBut the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seemThat paradise was once the world and it wasnt just a dreamThe earth was our heaven and we didnt know there were rules for us to breakAnd maybe now well find out too late what a clever hell we can makeWhoopsWhoopsWhile were on the subject you know my conscience hurtsAnd it will not go awaySo please concoct me some pill I can takeWhile I think of something clever to saySo I can look in my mirror made of polished glassAnd find no need to cringeAnd forget that sinking feeling Im a dinosaurOut on his drunken last binge...from fossil to fossilDust to dustIll see you all in the earthy crustWhoopsWhoops
