He's got a rooster in a plastic bag
It s ripped a hole and now it's feathers drag
Was once a feathered god of brilliant hues
And now he's headed for a brunswick stew

But you can make it ok
It's your life in a day
You can make your escape
And change the field of view

Richard Proenneke won't play this game
He's got the tools so he can get away
And when the skeptics say the world is lost
He's growing vegetables in permafrost

But you can make it ok
It's your life in a day
You can make your escape
And change the field of view

You can make it ok
I can show you the way
It's the end of the line or
The start of something new

Karen Black she never wanted war
Burning offerings or tiki horrors
Trapped on a plane and the options few
She's gonna bring it down with attitude

But she can make it ok
It's your life in a day
You can make your escape
And change the field of view

You can make it ok
It's your life in a day
It's the end of the line or
The start of something new

Copyright: Aporia Records Inc., TUNECORE INC
Writer(s): THOMAS SCOTT HOOPER