Heavy

Listen to Heavy ^ Jeffery Kaufman, vocal

Gaylord:

This cage that holds you, designed by your needing
To be accepted, welcomes such abuse.
I've got a secret, an axiom worth knowing,
As people will worship the sacred chosen few.

This song is so heavy, this song is so heavy!
Oh god to be free, I'm down on my knees.
This song is so heavy!

(With disgust to the audience.)

Do I tempt your pity, or maybe your compassion?
Am I the kind of man you've learned to distrust?
Mine is a story of life long dying.
Mother never loved me, so I kicked her in this dust.

This town's not so heavy, her town's not so heavy!
She put me on the run, forsaken son.
This town's not so heavy!

(Stepping lightly, white spot.)

Towers in the TV light glow with a sheen.
You come to me anticipation,
As we strike up celebration.
Mine is the beacon in the night,
Your miserable little dreams!

(Blue spot.)

Formulas, paradigm, light, beauty, truth!
Not this rat hole, my filthy hometown.
Can't you see beyond your stupid hoedown?
Glory in the true and righteous dawn.
Come unto me, science's chosen few!

I know that people all need some loving.
But I find that often they give love blind.
I know the danger of too much trusting.
Too much surrender leaves you in a bind.

This song is so heavy, this song is so heavy!
I'm going to make a splash, thrill you with my flash.
This song is so heavy!

I'm not one of many, I'm chosen for the glory,
Sought out by the masses, they know I hold the key.
You might look upon me as vain and even vulgar.
But I give to the holy, and the holy shines in me!