Where You Come From

It's not where you come from It's more where you're going And knowing the going might get strange The world's greatest writers Are all drunks and fighters Get going that isn't going to change Will you still wager on the egg? Is it the egg or are you chicken? There's an outside possibility Your life might start to kick in Your heart will start the race Will you chase or set the pace? Brace yourself The plot's about to thicken It's not where you come from It's more where you're going And knowing the going might get strange The world's greatest writers Are all drunks and fighters Get going that isn't going to change It's been a thousand years or two And still the seconds keep on clicking Clogging clogs and greasing gears Still you can't stop the clock from ticking It's time that's overrated And being great's become outdated The apples, oranges? Not worth picking It's not where you come from It's more where you're going And knowing the going might get strange The world's greatest writers Are all drunks and fighters Get going that isn't going to change Where is it we're going? Who was it who said it? Which stones are worth throwing? Who will we discredit? A pathetic aesthetic In a world less poetic It's not where you come from It's going, go get it It's going, go get it It's going, go get it It's going, go get it