Written first in gibberish, it took me a month to translate it into semi-gibberish. Now let me say this, about that, this music contains the closest thing I've every heard to the music that's been in my head all my life, the whole time I was walking to junior high school or swimming laps at the Carmine St. Pool in New York City in the early 1980s.
A word on the text: For some reason, in English, two pronouns are capitalized. "He" when referring to the big guy from the bible, (or Bible) and "I" referring to the little guy who follows us around 24 hours a day. This is a song of contradictory self-administered advice to Capital-I.
Capital-I Do what you want to, Capital-I
Just got to say Do what you want to Do what you want to, now today
Would it be right? No one can say, We’re just making it up -- all along the way Do what you want to Do what you want to, now today
Rivers have to flow Everything must go
Dark falls nightly But then daylight lightly Returns again to you
Everything's wrong Some advocate, Won’t bother to change rather block the way, Just carry right on And keep that light on Now today
Never one for trying To be more than you are There’s no one buying Though I’ve seen you be so Fine and upstanding Don’t be demanding today
Rivers have to flow One thing you should know
Though dark comes nightly Days are likely To be a little lighter soon
Don’t have to plan for the future, Maybe you think that you do Don’t have to make something happen Just because other people seem to Maybe what is going to happen, in the end is over and done, and already determined
Well Capital I-I-I in the morning, You can know what you know Capital I’m the kind to be stumbling, When I try to keep on my toes No need for crying, Or harm in trying, To be a little lighter
Capital-I, Gotta go where you go, Well Capital-- I won’t mind if you come up shy even though, You’re wrapped up so tightly And so politely, Well that’s just how it goes
Had enough of this, Had enough of that, Had enough,
more than you’ll ever know, You can never do enough
Go through enough, For someone to tell you so
So while we're alive, Don’t be denied, Or afraid to be mistaken
Don’t be foolish in the night time, Foolish in the dark of the evening Foolish in the morning, Or Foolish in the light of the afternoon If our time ends soon, We might as well be happy
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