Youre alive thanks to a strange chain of events That started with the death of Elvis And yes, all the wars and their warriors wanted a piece of you in your living room Im alive after a time of riots and rides That ended with smack of gates into their clasps All the dates that they throw at you Were somebody elses stab at your lineage Were alive thanks to a light shone in the night That found an airship in its sights In the crossfire your grandfather cried to your mother All the bombs that avoided you Had somebody elses name scrawled on the chalkboard in haste It was a clerical mistake When you first saw it you were in a stroller Flailing your arms at the dogs and the bees They could have bit you but you looked so happy They could have snapped but they showed you mercy And come to think of it, I never once heard, no From the day you were called youve been walking through the walls Shot through a canon, youve landed in a flowerbed Guarded by invisible friends Guarded and invisible
guarded, invisible, alive, el, thanks