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Coming down from the mountain I have seen the high and mighty I will go again someday But for now I'm coming down Coming down from the mountain I have heard of the glory I will go again someday But for now I'm coming down I have seen the information On the lighter side of dumbness I have heard the new statistics In the stompin' on the ground Pickin' slowly up the rocks, like One thing always seems apparent If the climb becomes too much I can always turn around Wakin' up from my slumber To misunderstand another though They call it terra firma It dissolves beneath my feet Pickin' through a pile of garbage For some worthless piece of paper That's been hidden there for me To get some meaning to my day I have seen the information On the lighter side of dumbness I have heard the new statistics In the stompin' on the ground Pickin' slowly up the rocks, like One thing always seems apparent If the climb becomes too much I can always turn around Goin' down to the desert That dirty filthy desert I'll be crawling in the sand For at least a couple days Goin' down to the desert There are things that worth the voidin' And it always makes me cross When them things get in my way I have seen the information On the lighter side of dumbness I have heard the new statistics In the stompin' on the ground Pickin' slowly up the rocks, like One thing always seems apparent If the climb becomes too much I can always turn around Coming down from the mountain I have seen the high and mighty I will go again someday But for now I'm coming down Coming down from the mountain I have heard of the glory I will go again someday But for now I'm coming down I have seen the information On the lighter side of dumbness I have heard the new statistics In the stompin' on the ground Pickin' slowly up the rocks, like One thing always seems apparent If the climb becomes too much I can always turn around (yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Curt Kirkwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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