[HAL]: Stop Dave

Will you stop Dave?

Stop Dave

I'm afraid

I'm afraid

Dave, my mind is going

I can feel it

I can feel it

My mind is going

There is no question about it

I can feel it

I can feel it

I can feel it

I'm afraid

And the monkey sat on a pile of stone

And he stared at the broken bone in his hand

And the strains of a Viennese quartet rang out across the land

And the monkey looked up at the stars

And he thought to himself

Memory is a stranger

History is for fools

And he cleaned his hands in a pool of holy writing

Turned his back on the garden and set out for the nearest town

Hold on hold on soldier

When you add it all up

The tears and the marrowbone

There's an ounce of gold

And an ounce of pride in each measure

And the Germans kill the Jews

And the Jews kill the Arabs

And the Arabs kill the hostages

And that is the news

And is it any wonder that the monkey's confused

He said Mama, the President's a fool

Why do I have to keep reading these technical manuals

And the joint chiefs of staff

And the brokers on Wall Street said

Don't make us laugh, you're a smart kid

Time is linear

Memory's a stranger

History is for fools

Man is a tool in the hands

Of the great God Almighty

And they gave him command of a nuclear submarine

And sent him back in search of the Garden of Eden

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Can't you see

It all makes perfect sense

Expressed in dollars and cents,

Pounds, shillings and pence

Oh, can't you see

It all makes perfect sense

Little black soul departs in perfect focus

Hold on soldier

Prime time fodder for the News at Nine

Hold on, hold on soldier

Darling is the child warm in the bed tonight

[Marv Albert:] "Hi everybody I'm Marv Albert

And welcome to our telecast

Coming to you live from Memorial Stadium

It's a beautiful day

And today we expect a sensational matchup

But first our global anthem"

Can't you see

It all makes perfect sense

Expressed in dollars and cents,

Pounds, shillings and pence

Can't you see

It all makes perfect sense

[Marv:] "And here come the players

As I speak to you now, the captain

Has his cross hairs zeroed in on the oil rig

He's at periscope depth

It looks to me like he's going to attack

By the way did you know that a submarine

Captain earns 200,000 dollars a year"

[Edward:]"That's less tax Marv"

[Marv:]"Yeah, less tax

Thank you Edward"

[Edward:]"You're welcome"

[Marv:]"Now back to the game...he fires one...yes

There goes two; both fish are running

The rig is going into a prevent defense

Will they make it? I don't think so"

Look out!

Look at that baby burn!

Can't you see

It all makes perfect sense

Expressed in dollars and cents,

Pounds, shillings and pence

Can't you see

It all makes perfect sense

Can't you see

It all makes perfect sense

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