The Books - Be Good to Them Always [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Here we are. Here we are. We are antici- There it is! There it is
That's the picture. You s- You see it for yourself
There it is. It's a man. There it is. With a...

Be good to them always

You know, I simply cannot understand people
Oh how sadly we mortals are deceived by our own imagination
This is not real life. This is, for us, aleatoric television
A mixed concert of soft instruments
I can hear a collective rumbling in America
I've lost my house. You've lost your house
I don't suppose it matters which way we go
This great society is going smash

Oh, he's in the middle of putting things together and organizing himself
You do not need to stand on one foot
The modern town hardly knows silence
You are something that the whole world is doing
You know, I simply cannot understand people
Oh how sadly we mortals are deceived by our own imagination
This is not real life. This is, for us, aleatoric television
A mixed concert of soft instruments
A culture is no better than its woods
A feeling of being connected with the past
Look at it this way: you may fall and break your leg
And so, one leg is shorter than the other
Can nothing more be done?