Gravity Rides Everything

Oh gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that riding on your everything?
It isn't anything at allOh gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that writing on your shelf
In the bathrooms and the bad motels?No one really cared for it at all
Not the gravity plan
Early, early in the morning
It pulls all on down my sore feetI wanna go back to sleep
In the motions and the things that you say
It all will fall, fall right into place
As fruit drops, flesh it sags
Everything will fall right into place