Adam WarRock - F.451 lyrics

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Adam WarRock - F.451 lyrics

Born in 1920, Waukegan, Illinois A little boy, who read books from out the past with War of the Worlds, the Time Machine Warlord of Mars, that would influence his future creating cla**ics Gone to school, he would write and let his talents dwell He wore them coke bottle gla**es, couldn't see it well And on a typewriter, he let his fingers, tell A story 'bout a fireman, when the heat would swell He taught me to read sci fi, and treasure that And to fight against censorship, never that And he showed me what dystopia meant, better that We living in the world we should want, let's get it back And though heroes must die, and though their stories may last I know that reading cla**, never was half as fun Except when Mr. Bradbury was a part of that Rest in peace, now your story is done… Hook: And he taught me to look straight in the sunrays And he taught me that we'd see space one day And if this is how I'm spending my sunny days Reading a book under the shade, then time, I'm never gonna waste And if science is fiction, then fiction is fact And then the future's still intact with these tomes from the past And even though his life is done I will keep the stories safe Fahrenheit 451 Verse 2: And the rockets took off, and gave Ohio the summer And we watched Ylla trapped with her husband, one of Many people whose thoughts they could hear coming The Martians slowly changed their ways Until they seemed more like human beings, running From the cops, cuz he demanded something Paying his tax dollars with the rocket engines rumbling I see the shine And the moon be still as bright, when at night We see the future through eyes of a man who summoned imagination bubbling Children on the veldt, the priests sent missionaries for Martians Time Travel Inc. helped you escape hardship On no particular night or morning, the City smoking As The Visitor quarantined, to keep him from provoking The imagination wild, that's where we see our minds In the pages we find, and dog ears folded inside Rest in peace, that last mission to outer space We'll keep the books safe, keep them in a dry place [Hook]