On my way to a special place Instead of animals they got people like you Now I'm a mile away from the people zoo Wondering what it would be like to live in their shoes Through the ticket booth at the people zoo The most expensive one I been to Leaning on the rail at the people zoo Don't feed the people they eat special food Keeper he come put me in a net Toss me over the edge says that's where we like you best So now I'm living in a cage at the people zoo Turns out I'm a person and so are you

The 1st layer is a little bit of sunshine The 2nd layer is a lawn full of grass - in the summertime I can't wait for 7 layer salad once the time is right 3rd layer fire up the lawn mower 4th layer let's go for a ride - I'm going in circles If you want some 7 layer salad come on inside Layer number 5 let's get dizzy Reach number 6 let's do it again - doing the spin I need me some 7 layer salad to get my fix The last layer is the most important The cook with the spoon in the kitchen - stirring the mix She serve 7 layer salad 'till we get sick

My name James but you can call me Jim Or if it suit me why not call me friend Because I can tell y'all are honest folk Being that I come from a long line of honest men The family surname is Solomon Our line of work is foundations Been in business since way back when Paved the way for a mighty handsome reputation Specialty's concrete and cement Expertise is the basement But we done tennis courts and copter pads So if it's flat give us a call, we can probably make it happen To no surprise there's a constant ringing Growth today the phone keep singing Tapers off round 4 or 5 So imagine my surprise that night I get a call at 1AM I grab receiver yell, "who the hell is this?" Woman's voice says, "Hello is this Jim?" "No it ain't don't call here again!" She said, "wait one hot minute Mr. Solomon, I'm calling you all the way from the Wheel of Fortune" I said, "you got any clue what time it is?" She say, "Congratulations you're our next contestant" "Listen here I want no part of this!" She said, "now Jim, I hear you've got a way with words And you can win some serious cash" There is one thing I forgot to mention When I walked you through my heritage My family tree we ain't just hard working We're also highly educated, polymathic bookworms, Hyper-literate wordsmiths True I been laying floor since age of ten Just like my Pa and his before him So it probably do not make sense When I say we're 9-to-5 down to earth Blue collar librarian The trowel is my main instrument But now and again I'll wield a pen Sit down at the writing desk and smooth out a story, essay, maybe even a poem Been told my gift is heaven sent So when I hear this Fortune wheel nonsense Is more or less a game of hangman I no doubt I can win, drive into town, And take the next red eye flight to Los Angeles *** This is the beginning of the end Don't play with loaded gun You'll start to be undone Consider this a warning The game is already won Don't fly too close to the sun Sure enough that's just what happened I gave the wheel a big old spin On the final round I hit 10,000 and solved the puzzle with the letter "N" I made a fool out of the competition There that day on the Television You won't believe what I done win But a round-trip luxury resort cruise line To Bermuda with base jumping and sky diving Long story short I'm now highly addicted to the extreme sport of parachuting I learned of the rush of adrenaline Been thrill seeking, paratrooping, crash landing since Planes ain't cheap even to rent Quickly my prize money it came and went Sold my car and I sold my house But it wasn't enough, I got so desperate I called my Italian friend I said, "Vinny please won't you loan me some cash? One last jump then I'll quit after that" He said, "Jim, you're family you don't have to ask- Just do me a favor and hide these body bags" By this point I was in over my head Said after this dive no never again So I packed up my gear in the middle of night Arranged the airplane and went about burying the dead Took the company truck that was full of cement To the hole of an unfinished basement Unloaded the bags of torsos and limbs Dumped in the concrete smoothed it out So a passerby would never even know what happened Awful nervous still covered in sweat When the jet took off the runway strip I told the pilot, "just keep going up, This is my final jump and it's got to be the biggest yet" When I finally stepped up to the edge Almost had the atmosphere left Pilot he shouts "can't go no further Jim" So I dove overboard headfirst singing the national anthem I instantly knew I'd forgotten the pin You know the one that makes the parachute open But I kept falling with a big old grin I'm going so fast, I'm going to make such a crater, They won't even have to dig me a grave, They'll just come they'll fill me in *** This is the beginning of the end Don't play with loaded gun You'll start to be undone Consider this a warning The game is already won Don't fly too close to the sun

Rode my bike To my neighbor's basement His mom put leftover Inside the tupperware Inside the fridge With a note on it Said to behave Call you when we get there Needless to say We invited some friends One brought a keg Stacy brought her iPod Kevin brought his sister and Chris wore a suit Will couldn't stay But dropped off some fireworks So turn the music up Let's wake the neighbors up Hasn't rained in days Light the bottle rocket Get caught in her hair and Falls down the stairs House on fire No way to stop it

Never forget the first time they met He'd fallen asleep in the middle of class Supposed to be taking an important test But instead of a pencil had his head on the desk At an Ivy League school mind you one of the best He was training to become an architect Professor look up and softly he said, "Are you awake, Everett?" Everett woke up said, "Yes, yes, yes" and went about cleaning the drool off his desk He'd stayed up all night to study this shit Now could not remember which building was which Supposed to be matching a name to a picture But for the life of him he could not remember There were buildings with brick and buildings on stilts And buildings that wish they had never been built Houses in this color and others in that And ones without windows and others all glass There's a tower that soars and a low-lying morgue And a big box store and one place without a door But it all looked the same to Everett Until he saw one he'll never forget It was absolutely fantastic, brilliant, magnificent He was in love He rushed up front to turn in his test Said, "Go on, go ahead, just give me an F To be honest professor I'm awful sick I best go home and get me some rest "Before I go I'm so curious Would you tell me the name of this last one?" he asked Teacher said, "That one there is the Ham House It's right here in Connecticut You haven't seen it before I have to admit I just threw it on there for a little extra credit" Mr. and Mrs. Ham were at the driving range A beautiful day for practicing Mr. Ham had taught his wife how to swing She could hammer a ball way out on the green Her swing was impeccable perfectly clean It was one of the best that he had ever seen She shredded the target right off the tee She could sail a golf ball 900 feet Meanwhile Everett had showed up at their house He had to come and check it out Was the most remarkable place he'd seen before Went right up and knocked the cleaning lady answered the door She said, "I'm sorry sir this is a private space" Says, "Please, ma'am I need one little taste Glimpse of the inside and I'll be on my way" Before she could say no he'd stepped into the entryway "Now sir I have to ask you to leave!" But Everett already kicked his shoes off his feet He hung up his coat said, "I'll just be a minute Now make yourself useful why not show me the kitchen?" Now the maid got scared she turn and run Went for the phone to dial 911 But Everett he wanted the house to himself So this is when the story really goes south He grabbed ahold of the innocent maid That poor old lady earning minimum wage And wrapped her up with a roll of duct tape Said, "I'm terribly sorry I can't let you escape" At last Everett had the house all alone Almost as if it were his actual home The most beautiful place he'd ever done gone He said, "This is where I belong" First thing he did was open the fridge Took a big swig out of the milk carton When all of the sudden it dawned on him Exactly what it was that he would do next In order to soak in the total experience He would need a bubble bath rinse So up to the master bath full steam ahead To turn on the faucets and get totally naked Everett bathed he thought, "This is the life" The Ham House is most certainly paradise Mr. and Mrs. Ham they were headed back home They'd packed up their clubs in their convertible Drove it real fast down a suburban road Laughing and listening to pop radio They couldn't have known what was in store 'Till they saw the car of the maid and an open front door Mr. parked the Mercedes said, "Something is up Honey I'll go in first why don't you grab the clubs?" He walked in his kitchen saw a boy at the stove Who was frying an egg without any clothes And dripping with water right down to his toes When all of the sudden up popped two slices of toast Mr. Ham he let out a gasp That old man had cardiac arrest The boy just smiled said, "Thank goodness you're back Where in tarnation are your bath towels at?" Right at that moment Mrs. Ham came in with a scream And gave her golf club a violent swing Planted the 9 iron on Everett's face and blew out Everett's Ivy League brain

Skin so fair like a ghost Skin as white as a ghost Pale as a ghost Lips like a rose Rose buried down below So dig a great big hole Dig a deep dark hole Dig on down 'Till black like coal Coal buried long ago Yippie-Ki-A lost soul But still the glass half full To a kiss as cold as ice Kiss frozen like ice Cold as snow In the dead of night Black below white Like a roll of loaded dice Roll of weighted dice Anyway they're thrown Land on one side Side below sky Yippie-Ki-A lost soul But still the glass half full Like a sun as sweet as wine Sunshine sweet like wine Sweet as wine That big warm light Feeds a rose vine Planted in a glass half full Still in a glass half full Glass half full And filled with soul Soul buried down below