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Have you ever seen an atom Little bits of everything floating by Take a good look at them Collectively they compose all you see including your eye Brilliant puzzle A living Rubix Cube we think we can figure out and solve But we're just monkeys Scratching our heads trying to open our ears To a chord that just won't seem to resolve And we call it wisdom Yes intellect in our truest sense of the word You see for us security means a harmony According to only what we have heard And this alone and nothing less Will ease our heart and our mind In the hopes that in feeling free we'll reach paradise On that hilltop we're still trying to find But the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seem That paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dream The earth was our heaven and we didn't know there were rules for us to break And maybe now we'll find out too late what a clever hell we can make Whoops Whoops Taheeka-haka-Whoops Whoops In this corner Weighing in at almost every weight imaginable... Life, and all that surrounds it And in this corner Weighing in at well, not really very much of anything; A very sound and user friendly idea On finally bringing that pesky mountain to Mohammed Gentlemen at the sound of the harmonica solo you may come out fighting Take a look at the horizon Quiet and still You know there used to be bison Gentlemen you may fire at will They say this land won't go to waste But you gotta wonder how You know we're chopping down the air we breathe As fodder for the cow That's right so we can eat well Yes and starve to death And say there's nothing we can do Because we really don't want to do a goddamn thing Look I'm shrugging and so are you We can imagine the straightest of lines But our fingers can't control the pen And it's this frustration that yields relief As we say we're just mortal men And that means we get to torture a chimpanze And infect him with disease Because he screams just like a human child While we study his desperate pleas But the possibility exists no matter how scary it may seem That paradise was once the world and it wasn't just a dream The earth was our heaven and we didn't know there were rules for us to break And maybe now we'll find out too late what a clever hell we can make Whoops Aw, whoops Aw, whoops While we're on the subject you know my conscience hurts (whoops) And it will not go away (whoops) So please concoct me some pill I can take (whoops) While I think of something clever to say (whoops) So I can look in my mirror made of polished glass (whoops) And find no need to cringe (whoops) And forget that sinking feeling I'm a dinosaur (whoops) Out on his drunken last binge (whoops) ...from fossil to fossil (whoops) Dust to dust (whoops) I'll see you all in the earthly crust (whoops) Whoops (a-daisy) Whoops (a-daisy) Whoops Whoops Whoops © 1993 Blues Traveler Pub. Corp. |
First release: Save His Soul Released: 04/06/1993 Song information:
Other recordings of "Whoops": Blues for the Mitten State, 1993 Sweet Pain and...Blues, 1995 |
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A living Rubix Cube we think we can figure out and solve The Rubik's (not Rubix) Cube, invented by Ernö Rubik, is a nine-by-nine cube with different colors on each face. The object is to twist the faces of the cube until each side is of a solid color. Given that there are 43,252,003,274,489,000 possible configurations, it is not surprising that it is often used to describe extremely difficult-to-solve problems.finally bringing that pesky mountain to Mohammed This is a common misquotation of a passage from Francis Bacon's essay "On Boldness". The passage reads:Gentlemen at the sound of the harmonica solo you may come out fighting"Mahomet made the people believe that he would call an hill to him, and from the top of it offer up his prayers, for the observers of his law. The people assembled; Mahomet called the hill to come to him, again and again; and when the hill stood still, he was never a whit abashed, but said, If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet will go to the hill. So these men, when they have promised great matters, and failed most shamefully, yet (if they have the perfection of boldness) they will but slight it over, and make a turn, and no more ado.""Bringing the mountain to Mohammed" has since taken on the metaphorical meaning of "doing the impossible". The previous stanza is an extended metaphor of the introduction of a boxing match, where the announcer presents the boxers in their individual corners, and then indicates that they should come out fighting when the bell rings. The original line, from John's solo shows, referred to a guitar solo instead of a harmonica solo.And that means we get to torture a chimpanzee/And infect him with disease/Because he screams just like a human child/While we study his desperate pleas The previous four lines were the inspiration for this entire song; John was watching a episode of NOVA on PBS about how monkeys are used to test new vaccines for diseases....from fossil to fossil/Dust to dust Evocative of the line "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust" from the Book of Common Prayer. The line is based on a line from the Bible, the book of Genesis, chapter 3 verse 19: "Dust thou art, and unto dust thou shalt return." |
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