Chopping wood, chopping wood, chopping wood is so good.nI do it in my neighborhood, I do it every day, I chop that wood in every way.nI like to chop the wood, but one time I was trying it, and there was some one who said that I couldn't do it.nHe tried to stop me, and so I chopped he.nChopping wood, chopping wood, chopping wood is so good.nChopping wood, chopping wood, chopping wood neighborhood.nHow could you ever try and stop me?nWhy would you ever try to stop me?nChopping wood, chopping wood,chopping wood is so good.nChopping wood, chopping wood,chopping wood is my favorite thing to do other than everything else that I like doing better.nAnd the angel came to me and said you've done very good, there's a specially place for you in our neighborhood.nbecause you chopped the wood, like we knew you could.neverybody had faith in you, and what you could do.nThen I went to the river, and I cleansed my soul,nI was out of control, I didn't even knownit was against the law.nBecause the police I saw, they said, stop it man.nChopping wood, chopping wood,chopping wood is so good.nChop some wood, chop some wood for me, chop it for the children.nChop it for the children: the future of America.nI don't think I've ever used the word carousel in any of my songs.nSo now I have.nUnh.nTakin' it back to the midnight oil.nI don't know but I'm just gonna soil.nI'm gonna spoil.nAll the secrets of the world, they're comin' to me now.nI'm gonna tell 'em out, I'm gonna find you out.nI'm gonna force it out, I'm gonna speak out, act out,nand there's nothing that you can do about.nThe secrets of the world are mine to command, the secrets of the world are mine to tell, the secrets of the world are here at my fingertips.nYou can't stop me, nobody can stop me.nI'm an unstoppable bull thing in the Bull Moose Party.nUhm, and...nRocketnsoldier.nRocket soldier on the field.nRocketnsoldier.nRocket soldier keep it real,nrocket man.nWasn't that an Elton John song?nIf it wasn't then I'm happy, and if not than I guess that I just said a thing.nRocketting back, rocketting in to the past.nRocketting back, rocketting in to the past.nRocketting back, rocketting in to your mind.nRocketting back, rocketting all the time.nWhy, why can't you see? What is gonna happen to me?n'Cause I know, and I know that it's not the same thing.nI know, I know that it's not the same thing.nAnd I know, I know I'm ripping off Soul Coughing right now, only I would call it ripping off more as using the words of and not really understanding what I'm doing anyway.nInspector man, inspector what did you find? did you find the darkest corners of my mind?nMy wrist really fucking hurts, in the outskirts of the town, they know what goes around and it doesn't make a sound.nThe plastic explosives are getting closer.nI can smell 'em every minute.nThey're gonna get here very soon.nWe have to stop them before we go to far,nor else, we're toast.nJust like the ghost with nothing to boast about what he loast.nWe didn't do it.nWe didn't get to stop them.nIt's Indians and Pilgrims all over again.nCan't wait for Thanksgiving.nChopping wood, chopping wood, chopping wood, chopping wood.nChopping wood, chopping wood, chopping wood is so good.nChopping wood is our only escape.nChopping woodnis our only hope.nIt's our only chancenfor survivalnbeyond this point.nWe'll make it.nWe're gonna make it.nWe're almost there.nNow we're there.