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The Show
04:12
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Riding my bike outside summer nights
In pooled circles white bell jar light
With a tie dyed mind, pupils big as dimes
Smiling so wide
Smiling so wide, for the show
Watching rainbows
The circles pooled around your eyes
The tracers of prismed sight
So much fun it should be a crime
We are just barely trending the surface
So much fun it should be a crime
Smiling so wide
Smiling so wide, for the show
Watching rainbows
Is all of this is just all this is?
Is all of this is just all this is?
A wild neon forest fire burning through the brushes
Dripping serotonin all across the neuron canvas
Like riding a bike for the first time a
Smiling so wide
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2. |
Psychedelic Acid Queen
03:33
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Psychedelic acid queen
Your grass is always green
In your head, telephones ring
In your hands, flowers are blossoming
Psychedelic acid queen
You are exactly what I need
When we dance and laugh and sing
The we air breathe is full of youth and sweet
Psychedelic acid laced
Your heart beats at its own steady pace
There is no time, there’s only space
Everything glows, everything’s its own show
Psychedelic acid scenes
Makes you feel like you’re in a dream
Not someplace warm or someplace cold
The psychotropics is where we like to go
Your eyes are like Christmas lights
Your eyes are like Christmas lights
There’s a bow around your waist
There’s a smile upon your face
Like sugar on your spine
We are unreasonably high
Like sugar on your spine
We are unreasonably high
Your eyes are like Christmas lights
Your eyes are like Christmas lights
There’s a bow around your waist
There’s a smile upon your face
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I’ll be the first to admit
That I’m not much of a person
I ruin every relationship
And I kill off every commitment
I’ll be the first to admit
That I like burning bridges
I’m all about collapse
And self incriminating evidence
So what do I do to get by?
Get high
So what do I do to get by?
Get high
I’ll be the first to admit
That I have several bad habits
Like chasing those white rabbits
Without knowing my way back
All the time, all the time
We have all this time to lose our tracks
All the time, all the time
We have all this time to get off our backs
All the time
All the time
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
So what do I do to get by?
Get high
So what do I do to get by?
Get night
We gather under rocks
Flock to the x marking the spot
We don't look up
We don’t look up
We don’t look up
And I love it
And I hate it
What's coming
I just take it
Whats coming
I just take it
Cause I can’t control or maintain it
All the time, all the time
We have all this time to lose our tracks
All the time, all the time
We have all this time to get off our backs
All the time
All the time
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4. |
The Subliminal
03:18
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I see you
I see you
I notice all your tells
They’re not very subtle
When you scream and you yell
I know I’m in trouble
So I’ll keep my head low
For now
That’s you
That’s you
I see you coming, down the street
You’re hard to miss, robbing every outfit
And if anybody moves I’ll take this whole place down
If anything goes wrong I’ll just take you and myself out
Like a bad movie
Like the only thing on tv
Like a bad movie
Like the only thing on tv
We’ll show them
Yes, we will show them all
There is something to the subliminal
Subtle, yet intense enough
There are moments profound and confusing
That deserve more than to be brushed off
Like a long song at the end of the album
Like noise in the background
Like a long song at the end of the album
Like noise in the background
That’s you
That’s you
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5. |
Middle Class Youth
04:29
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You
What’s your excuse
For your substance abuse
Middleclass youth
Your bored
In the afternoon
And before school
So you do what they dared you not to
Live illicit
Don’t know what quit is
Live illicit
Complicit citizen
The moon?
What has it ever done for you?
Except the drug use blues
In all the pews and prisons
The loons
Know it’s really of no use
With the dish and the spoon
Howling how the job was a set up
Live illicit
Don’t know what quit is
Live illicit
Complicit citizen
As soon as the taste hit your lips
You had made the decisions
As long as you were gonna live
You were gonna live illicit
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Late at night
When your mind is off and running
You get scared of familiar things
My hallucination love
My hallucination love
Maybe you’re going crazy
From all the drugs you’ve been taking
Maybe you’re going crazy
From all the drugs you’ve been taking
Late at night
When the comedown’s fast and coming
You need something to keep you high
My hallucination love
My hallucination love
Maybe you’re going crazy
From all the drugs you’ve been taking
Maybe you’re going crazy
From all the drugs you’ve been taking
My hallucination love
My hallucination love
My hallucination love
My hallucination love
Maybe you’re going crazy
From all the drugs you’ve been taking
Maybe you’re going crazy
From all the drugs you’ve been taking
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7. |
Blacklight Moon
03:08
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Soft science
Has something against us
But I’ve got the feeling there’s something to this
It all makes so much sense
It all makes so much sense
Doesn’t it, doesn’t it
Doesn’t it make so much sense
Black light moon rises right over our heads
The glowing affect brings out hidden messages
Mistakes were made into medals, pinned on chests
So all the kids got stoned, laid down and felt good about themselves
About themselves, felt good about themselves
Hard evidence
Scrapped off television screens
Reality or scripted feats, no truth in the ads we see
Looks just the same to me
Looks just the same to me
Only in America
Looks just the same to me
Black light moon rises right over our heads
The glowing affect brings out hidden messages
Mistakes were made into medals, pinned on chests
So all the kids got stoned, laid down and felt good about themselves
About themselves, felt good about themselves
Margin of error
Waves from angry oceans
In the streets a clambering of leaves and canisters of chemicals
Painted day glow trees
Distract, distract the masses psyche
Land of the free, God bless thee
Land of the free, God bless thee
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8. |
The Joke That's Told
10:36
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As chemicals know where to flow
The job will get done, that I know
I know the chemicals, that they are real
When I don’t know how to feel
There is no limit to how large I can grow
There is no limit to how large I can grow
As high as I want, go as high as I want
As high as I want, go as high as I want
You sell my atomic secrets
Make molecules into myths
The job will get done, that I know
Shadows printed on the cement
There is no limit to how large I can grow
There is no limit to how large I can grow
As high as I want, go as high as I want
As high as I want, go as high as I want
So blow me away
With something amazing
Mushroom clouds and acid rain
Bugs crawling across the ceiling
So blow me away
With something amazing
The masquerade and hit parade
A blip scanning across the screen
As chemicals know where to flow
The job will get done, that I know
I know the chemicals that they are real
When I don’t know how to feel
As chemicals know where to flow
The job will get done, that I know
Because the motion is perpetual
And that apple will always fall
All the world’s a stage
Your life’s a seat in the nosebleeds
I’ve forgot the joke thats told
But my face hurts from smiling
I’ve been laughing for far too long
There is no limit to how large I can grow
As high as I want, go as high as I want, I blow away
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Well it’s 12/12/12
The whole world’s going to hell
So place your bets now
Get right with yourself
We’re all going down
Turn off, tune out
Well it’s 12/12/12
Do make sure to face your bills
Don’t forget a polished crown
We can’t but help ourselves
We’re all going down
Everyman for himself
Hell has a whole interstate paving the way
Who will I see, nothing can surprise me
Hell has a whole interstate paving the way
Heaven I didn’t see, nothing can surprise me
Well it’s 12/12/12
The whole worlds going to hell
Yes, we’re all going down turn off, tune out
This is not a test, broadcast system check
Last message, goodnight, goodbye, goodluck
Hell has a whole interstate paving the way
Who will I see nothing, nothing can surprise me
Hell has a whole interstate paving the way
Heaven I didn’t see, nothing can surprise me
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