PROPER BAGDAD 
Flying carpet,
take me to the proper Bagdad
I get so disoriented sometimes
take me somewhere
where I can be somebody new
somebody you won't even recognize
And all these crazy people trying to put me in their world
I don't want to hear the lies that they're knowing
and all along the long way down
they're calling out my name
I ain't going
I ain't going
Cleopatra
oh my god, what's that you're
holding to the breast I'd love to hold to me?
Is it so bad? Or are you just another
prisoner of the way they say it oughta be?
And all these crazy people trying to put me in their world
I don't wanna see the colors they're showing
and all along the long way down
I went so nearly blind
I ain't going
I ain't going
Can you see it coming?
with their program for an automatic world
where everything is easy
but it will hurt you if you don't believe
and I don't believe
And all these crazy people trying to put me in their world
I don't want to hear the lies that they're knowing
and all along the long way down
they're calling out my name
I ain't going
I ain't going
I ain't going
Flying carpet,
take me to the proper Bagdad.
(c) 1998, Ira Marlowe
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