The Rock

( ) The rock is gonna fall on us he woke with a start   And he ran to his mother the fear dark in his heart   He told her of the vision that he was sure he’d seen   She said: "Go back to sleep son you’re having a bad dream!" Silly child...                 Everybody knows the rock leans over the town   Everybody knows that it won’t tumble to the ground   Remember Chicken Little said the sky was falling down                                                         - - Well nothing ever came of that the world still whirls around   "The rock is gonna fall on us" he stood and told the class The professor put his chalk down and peered out through his glasses   But he went on and said; "I’ve seen it high up on the hill If it doesn’t fall this year then very soon it will!" Crazy boy...                    Everybody knows the rock leans over the town   Everybody knows that it won’t tumble to the ground   We’ve more important studies than your fantasies and fears                                                                    - - You know that rock’s been perched up there for a hundred thousand years "The rock is gonna fall on us." He told the magistrates   "I believe that we can stop it but the time is getting late   You see I’ve done all the research my plans are all complete." He was showing them contingencies when they showed him to the street Just a madman...                Everybody knows the rock leans over the town   Everybody knows that it won’t tumble to the ground   Everybody knows of those who say the end is near   Everybody knows that life goes on as usual round here ( 8x’s) He went up on the mountain beside the giant stone   They knew he was insane so they left him all alone   He’d given up enlisting help for there was no one else   He spent his days devising ways to stop the rock himself   One night while he was working building braces on the ledge   The ground began to rumble the rock trembled on the edge "The rock is going to fall on us! Run or you’ll be crushed!"   And indeed the rock was moving crumbling all to dust. He ran under it with one last hope that he could add a prop   And as he disappeared the rock came to a stop The people ran into the street but by then all was still The rock seemed where it always was or where it always will be   When someone asked where he had gone they said: "Oh he was daft.   Who cares about that crazy fool." And then they’d start to laugh But high up on the mountain when the wind is hitting it If you’re watching very closely the rock slips a little bit