Mutterings

These two may or may not be connected, i'm not sure...
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Let me fly
In my fancy silver bathtub
Let the wind
Ruffle feathers on its wings
As i recline
Look at the sky
And you will see me waving
Goodbye


I want the world
I want the world
No one will listen
To me (or you)
There is the Mountain
Pity Muhammed has no climbing gear

Strap on your pack (and go)
Once you get to the top
Will you still plead our case?
Will it still be your cause?
Or were you tempted enough
To enjoy their lifestyle?