Chaos Theory
i cried out "mother" she came, i asked her is there no grand conductor main man, or master tell me, were we at the mercy of the wind and thunder she nodded sadly "sorry, son, it's just the numbers" some lil' fly flaps her wing some shy guy starts to sing suddenly it chu chu chee chu changes everything oh, i was getting tickled now i'm getting teary clearly because chaos is more than a theory a theory my sliding doors your split second decisions move with such great force good lord, good life, good riddance two bluebirds diverged in yellow words the sky, it shook em and i, i chose to try and catch em both and cook em some lil' ghost licks his lips some hot host shakes her hips before you can do your shtick the whole fabric of spacetime rips not saying it's evil, i just think it's eery all the ways das chaos is more than a theory a theory birds of prey cannot grasp this trains of thought cannot track this it's all chaos in theory it's all chaos in practice practice some old fox taps her feet some young buck drops the beat suddenly there's hot lava flowing all up orchard street hi mom and dad hello chat ja pa ta, hey seawee what causes chaos to be more than a theory