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As soon as |
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I got on the horse, |
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I forgot about the math. |
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Forgot about the odds against an adolescent standing up to all of |
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Owen's wrath. |
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The heat of prairie summer, impossible to take. |
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I grab the hem and lift the fabric over my sweet head. |
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I know what you're looking for, and |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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Government rule established by a dazzling light show. |
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A hegemony armoured with a thousand-watt head and seven inches of echo. |
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I keep up my velocity, my spurs are in her sides. |
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I don't know what |
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I'm doing, and it is the only way. |
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Toward the range |
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I'll ride, singing, |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you."I am overrated," said the sculptor to the sea."I've been praised for all the ways the marble leaves the man, and I was wrong to try and free him." |
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And as for me, |
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I am a vector, |
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I am muscle, |
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I am bone. |
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The sun upon my shoulders and the horse between my legs, |
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This is all |
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I know.My senses are bedazzled by the parallax of the road. |
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I concentrate to keep contained the overflow. |
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My knuckles grip so tightly, my fingers start to bleed. |
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What I have is what you need, |
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And I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
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I'm never gonna give it to you. |
