An Animated Description of Mr. Maps Lyrics

Song	An Animated Description of Mr. Maps
Artist	The Books
Album	Lost and Safe
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	作曲 : Books
	He saw Mars but he felt Neptune,
	he had hoped to feel a certain strong emotion
	but this is all they had to say:
	"I was the son of a man, and so
	we came together and we shook hands."
	"We shook hands."
	He often wondered what a million people
	would look like scattered randomly
	across a moonless sky, and how unlikely
	it would be that they would all just
	say the obvious thing:
	"You may call me brother now."
	"Yes, brother, I know."
	He is forty two,
	five-feet-eight-inches tall,
	normally wears his curly hair long.
	He has a ruddy complexion, broad
	shoulders and is barrel-chested,
	is unusually strong.
	He frequently wears a full beard
	and sometimes glasses.
	He is a college graduate,
	a talented artist, and sculptor.
	Now, Maps is a soft-spoken loner,
	who resents society and all organizations.
	Maps fancies himself a ladies' man.
	He is an avid chess player,
	smokes cigarettes, and a pipe.
	He is a beer drinker and loves to eat.
	Maps is a man of widespread interests,
	who might very well be living abroad.
	He felt lost be he felt pretty intensely good,
	and he woke up screaming having dreamed
	of a color he had never seen before:
	"I went to bed and to sleep, it was so
	unexpected, it really was frightening,
	and I saw pretty much the same thing
	embedded in my pillow."
	He had no trouble recognizing patterns
	in the most delicate arrays of tangled lines,
	but he had a strange fixation on partaking
	in nefarious things:
	"Stealing, lying, cheating, gambling,
	fornicate..."
	He saw red, but he thought five,
	He was pleased to find his road trip
	was enhanced by number-color synesthesia:
	"My trusty Rosinante bounds along the road
	very well, leaving the friendly aroma
	of donuts and chicken tenders
	hanging in the desert air."
	He willed away the miles while quixotically
	attempting to reclaim his inner child,
	he was embrangled and enmeshed in
	something far too loud to comprehend:
	"I want all of the American people
	to understand that it is understandable
	that the American people cannot
	possibly understand."

	zuo qu : Books
	He saw Mars but he felt Neptune,
	he had hoped to feel a certain strong emotion
	but this is all they had to say:
	" I was the son of a man, and so
	we came together and we shook hands."
	" We shook hands."
	He often wondered what a million people
	would look like scattered randomly
	across a moonless sky, and how unlikely
	it would be that they would all just
	say the obvious thing:
	" You may call me brother now."
	" Yes, brother, I know."
	He is forty two,
	fivefeeteightinches tall,
	normally wears his curly hair long.
	He has a ruddy complexion, broad
	shoulders and is barrelchested,
	is unusually strong.
	He frequently wears a full beard
	and sometimes glasses.
	He is a college graduate,
	a talented artist, and sculptor.
	Now, Maps is a softspoken loner,
	who resents society and all organizations.
	Maps fancies himself a ladies' man.
	He is an avid chess player,
	smokes cigarettes, and a pipe.
	He is a beer drinker and loves to eat.
	Maps is a man of widespread interests,
	who might very well be living abroad.
	He felt lost be he felt pretty intensely good,
	and he woke up screaming having dreamed
	of a color he had never seen before:
	" I went to bed and to sleep, it was so
	unexpected, it really was frightening,
	and I saw pretty much the same thing
	embedded in my pillow."
	He had no trouble recognizing patterns
	in the most delicate arrays of tangled lines,
	but he had a strange fixation on partaking
	in nefarious things:
	" Stealing, lying, cheating, gambling,
	fornicate..."
	He saw red, but he thought five,
	He was pleased to find his road trip
	was enhanced by numbercolor synesthesia:
	" My trusty Rosinante bounds along the road
	very well, leaving the friendly aroma
	of donuts and chicken tenders
	hanging in the desert air."
	He willed away the miles while quixotically
	attempting to reclaim his inner child,
	he was embrangled and enmeshed in
	something far too loud to comprehend:
	" I want all of the American people
	to understand that it is understandable
	that the American people cannot
	possibly understand."

	zuò qǔ : Books
	He saw Mars but he felt Neptune,
	he had hoped to feel a certain strong emotion
	but this is all they had to say:
	" I was the son of a man, and so
	we came together and we shook hands."
	" We shook hands."
	He often wondered what a million people
	would look like scattered randomly
	across a moonless sky, and how unlikely
	it would be that they would all just
	say the obvious thing:
	" You may call me brother now."
	" Yes, brother, I know."
	He is forty two,
	fivefeeteightinches tall,
	normally wears his curly hair long.
	He has a ruddy complexion, broad
	shoulders and is barrelchested,
	is unusually strong.
	He frequently wears a full beard
	and sometimes glasses.
	He is a college graduate,
	a talented artist, and sculptor.
	Now, Maps is a softspoken loner,
	who resents society and all organizations.
	Maps fancies himself a ladies' man.
	He is an avid chess player,
	smokes cigarettes, and a pipe.
	He is a beer drinker and loves to eat.
	Maps is a man of widespread interests,
	who might very well be living abroad.
	He felt lost be he felt pretty intensely good,
	and he woke up screaming having dreamed
	of a color he had never seen before:
	" I went to bed and to sleep, it was so
	unexpected, it really was frightening,
	and I saw pretty much the same thing
	embedded in my pillow."
	He had no trouble recognizing patterns
	in the most delicate arrays of tangled lines,
	but he had a strange fixation on partaking
	in nefarious things:
	" Stealing, lying, cheating, gambling,
	fornicate..."
	He saw red, but he thought five,
	He was pleased to find his road trip
	was enhanced by numbercolor synesthesia:
	" My trusty Rosinante bounds along the road
	very well, leaving the friendly aroma
	of donuts and chicken tenders
	hanging in the desert air."
	He willed away the miles while quixotically
	attempting to reclaim his inner child,
	he was embrangled and enmeshed in
	something far too loud to comprehend:
	" I want all of the American people
	to understand that it is understandable
	that the American people cannot
	possibly understand."

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