Fear is the Mind Killer

How was I supposed to know That my stone was gonna roll way down in the valley How was I supposed to see All the fishes in the sea Swimmed on without me I was jus a little stone At the bottom of the sea The waves were crashing over me How was I supposed to keep All of my sheep When the hill’s so steep How was I supposed to know That my stone was gonna roll Way down in the valley To the ocean Floating along with the strangest notion Gonna take off my old clothes And never put em back on TAKANAKA Fear….. Is the mind Is the mind Killa Killa The real a dilla Fear fear fear ahhh How was I supposed to know I was gonna fall in love with ’ole Takanaka Mowing my lawn on a Sunday Praying for the daisy’s forgiveness And the rain to come on To the ocean… How’s the surf down there in Japan, good man? Is it open? I wanna be specifically pacific but i’m arkansan I know I must