Vieques (/viːˈeɪkᵻs/; Spanish pronunciation: [ˈbjekes], locally: [ˈbjeke]), in full Isla de Vieques, is an island–municipality of Puerto Rico in the northeastern Caribbean, part of an island grouping sometimes known as the Spanish Virgin Islands. Vieques is part of the Commonwealth of Puerto Rico, and retains strong influences from 400 years of Spanish presence in the island.
Vieques lies about 8 miles (13 km) east of the Puerto Rican mainland, and measures about 21 miles (34 km) long by 4 miles (6 km) wide. Its one main town Isabel Segunda (sometimes written "Isabel II"), the administrative center on the northern side of the island. The population of Vieques was 9,301 at the 2010 Census.
The island's name is a Spanish spelling of an American Indian word (likely Taíno) said to mean "small island". It also has the nickname "Isla Nena", usually translated from the Spanish as "Little Girl Island", alluding to its perception as Puerto Rico's little sister. During the colonial period, the British name was "Crab Island".
A little kid goes from
size one to size two
still we have same job
what is it that we do
all the change that's going on
in that tiny mind
still we're indecisive,
still we're wasting time
and there's cause, cause,
cause to be alarmed
who feeds the dove
who gives the world its charm
cause, cause, cause to be alarmed
we are pumped up fantasies
until the world's disarmed
a little hungry face
deserved more than roots to chew
they will erupt "enough's enough"
they'll lay the blame on you
and these perceiving minds observe
to count the final score
no treasure chest, to reinvest
just a bunch of whores
and there is cause, cause,
cause to be alarmed
no making love
until the world's disarmed
cause, cause, cause to be alarmed
a frigid little fantasy
until the world's disarmed
fly bird high bird
a love bird got shot
heard the lead bird's a dead bird
a new mind goes from birth,
to full view to old fool
still we have the same face
just what do we achieve?
all these minds that think alike
do damage to the strain
where we stand the very spot
we will not stand again
and there is cause, cause,
cause to be alarmed
who feeds the dove
who gives the world its charm
cause, cause, cause to be alarmed
we are pumped up fantasies
until the world is disarmed
fly bird high bird
go see bird and tell bird
that a love bird got shot,