Rush

Seven And Seven Is

Rush


When I was a boy I thought about the times I'd be a man 

I'd sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a jam 

In my lonely room I'd sit my mind in an ice cream cone 
You can throw me if you wanna 'cause I'm a bone and I go 

Oop-ip-ip oop-ip-ip, yeah! 

If I don't start cryin' it's because that I have got no eyes 
My father's in the fireplace and my dog lies hypnotized 
Through a crack of light I was unable to find my way 
Trapped inside a night but I'm a day and I go 

Oop-ip-ip oop-ip-ip, yeah! 
One... Two... Three... Four!