Sign In

Close
Forgot your password? No account yet?

We Must Imagine Wile E. Coyote Happy by Acayl

There was an error retrieving the embedded media

We Must Imagine Wile E. Coyote Happy

Acayl

Original at http://www.furaffinity.net/view/17064919/

Title: We Must Imagine Wile E. Coyote Happy

Lyrics:

What did you see in that small empty dome, the culmination of your life?
Did you lose your fur, and your feet, and your sight? Did you unbecome?
Why are you scared now? This was all just a moment's shock.

How can they expect me to stay sane
With holes in their own good will?

I hear scraping sounds in here.

How can they expect me to keep calm?

(What do you want?)
It's your role to play,
(I can't stay here,)
Do what you must,
(Now that I know about the backstage.)
'Cause the only free characters are the ones behind our faces.

(What's the deal?)
Happiness isn't being in the right,
(I can't live here,)
So go and break the canon's law.
(Now that I've found the wires backstage.)
'Cause every species has the right to live against what we say.

Wake up, my wolf, you know no one could keep you all chained up like that.
Even if they did you can think what you want, they can't force you to hate.
Why are you scared now? You're not the one lost in old backward ways of thought.

How can I expect her to be safe
With holes in their own good will?

(What do you want?)
It's your role to play,
(I can't stay here,)
Do what you must,
(Now that I know about the backstage.)
'Cause the only free characters are the ones behind our faces.

(What's the deal?)
Beowulf doesn't belong here,
(I can't live here,)
So can we scrap the weapons now?
(Now that I've found the wires backstage.)
'Cause the atom bomb is way more than enough to cut my scales.

Could they even see the radiance in her soul,
In her soul?
And love the silk-like texture of her fur,
Of her fur?
Could they even stand the brilliance of her soul,
Of her soul?
And love the milk-like tincture of her fur,
Of her fur?

(What do you want?)
It's your role to play,
(I can't stay here,)
Do what you must,
(Now that I know about the backstage.)
'Cause the only free characters are the ones behind our faces.

(What's the deal?)
Beowulf doesn't belong here,
(I can't live here,)
So can we scrap the weapons now?
(Now that I've found the wires...)
'Cause the atom bomb is way more than enough to cut...

Submission Information

Views:
736
Comments:
0
Favorites:
0
Rating:
General
Category:
Multimedia / Other