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Peter 
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 Topic: Let’s make some prog lyrics!
Posted: March 29 2006 at 23:42 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
f*ck!
A big and well-loved carrot in psychedelic colors appears in total darkness
Holding The Book of Eternal Soup Kitchen Recipe under one arm
And a block of hot plasma ice contained in a poodles forearm...on the other
He raises his hand and says...In the power vested in me I pronounce you!!
King of The Universal Brotherhood of Feline leftovers!!!
As I gaze on the Almighty Carrot whose name is insanely vague!!
My life is over!!!
I made a left turn so I can go and fix my emotional supper.....
but I ended up in another cosmos, forgetting my nae
oh Legonthar, what shall I do?
Lost in our hearts, this epic battle must ensue
Feeling the translucent burn of my vice
Bottle of beers I'll be tranquilized
I get it up, but I can't get it down
So I go for another -- my sorrows to drown
Edited by Peter
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"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
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jesperz
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Posted: March 29 2006 at 23:06 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
f*ck!
A big and well-loved carrot in psychedelic colors appears in total darkness
Holding The Book of Eternal Soup Kitchen Recipe under one arm
And a block of hot plasma ice contained in a poodles forearm...on the other
He raises his hand and says...In the power vested in me I pronounce you!!
King of The Universal Brotherhood of Feline leftovers!!!
As I gaze on the Almighty Carrot whose name is insanely vague!!
My life is over!!!
I made a left turn so I can go and fix my emotional supper.....
but I ended up in another cosmos, forgetting my nae
oh Legonthar, what shall I do?
Lost in our hearts, this epic battle must ensue
Feeling the translucent burn of my vice Bottle of beers I'll be tranquilized
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<<Dark side of Z' Drummination>>
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fungusucantkill
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Posted: March 29 2006 at 22:32 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
f*ck!
A big and well-loved carrot in psychedelic colors appears in total darkness
Holding The Book of Eternal Soup Kitchen Recipe under one arm
And a block of hot plasma ice contained in a poodles forearm...on the other
He raises his hand and says...In the power vested in me I pronounce you!!
King of The Universal Brotherhood of Feline leftovers!!!
As I gaze on the Almighty Carrot whose name is insanely vague!!
My life is over!!!
I made a left turn so I can go and fix my emotional supper.....
but I ended up in another cosmos, forgetting my nae
oh Legonthar, what shall I do?
Lost in our hearts, this epic battle must ensue
Feeling the translucent burn of my vice
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Cygnus X-2
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Posted: March 29 2006 at 22:15 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
f*ck!
A big and well-loved carrot in psychedelic colors appears in total darkness
Holding The Book of Eternal Soup Kitchen Recipe under one arm
And a block of hot plasma ice contained in a poodles forearm...on the other
He raises his hand and says...In the power vested in me I pronounce you!!
King of The Universal Brotherhood of Feline leftovers!!!
As I gaze on the Almighty Carrot whose name is insanely vague!!
My life is over!!!
I made a left turn so I can go and fix my emotional supper.....
but I ended up in another cosmos, forgetting my nae
oh Legonthar, what shall I do?
Lost in our hearts, this epic battle must ensue
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kebjourman
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Joined: January 26 2006
Location: United States
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Points: 393
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Posted: March 29 2006 at 21:50 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
f*ck!
A big and well-loved carrot in psychedelic colors appears in total darkness
Holding The Book of Eternal Soup Kitchen Recipe under one arm
And a block of hot plasma ice contained in a poodles forearm...on the other
He raises his hand and says...In the power vested in me I pronounce you!!
King of The Universal Brotherhood of Feline leftovers!!!
As I gaze on the Almighty Carrot whose name is insanely vague!!
My life is over!!!
I made a left turn so I can go and fix my emotional supper.....
but I ended up in another cosmos, forgetting my nae
oh Legonthar, what shall I do?
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The Wizard
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Location: United States
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Points: 7341
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Posted: March 29 2006 at 21:44 |
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but I ended up in another cosmos, forgetting my nae
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Diarrhea
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Posted: March 10 2006 at 20:26 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
f*ck!
A big and well-loved carrot in psychedelic colors appears in total darkness
Holding The Book of Eternal Soup Kitchen Recipe under one arm
And a block of hot plasma ice contained in a poodles forearm...on the other
He raises his hand and says...In the power vested in me I pronounce you!!
King of The Universal Brotherhood of Feline leftovers!!!
As I gaze on the Almighty Carrot whose name is insanely vague!!
My life is over!!!
I made a left turn so I can go and fix my emotional supper.....
(haha!!!)
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The World is a Big Ball!!!
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RaphaelT
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Posted: February 17 2006 at 04:48 |
Sorry, that I haven't quoted the poems posted here but they look like could act as single masterpieces.
Another issue is that maybe we should ask some prog band to make music for these lyrics. I suggest IQ.
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yet you still have time!
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RaphaelT
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Posted: February 17 2006 at 04:39 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
Till all hope has been drawn from within me
Shutting up, shutting out, turning in for the night
Giving my own consciousness a big fright
Holding my breath, waiting to see what the new dawn brings to me
Will it be some hot milk or a cup of earl greay tea?
CHORUS: Stardust will drug my senses for a million years
Black holes make me see without knowing
Will this cosmis trip end up in tears?
Or is there a comet that'll save me from dying?
Vanity, vanity, all is vanity,
Drifting somewhere between boredom and ecstasy.
Five men walking down the marble steps...
They carry the weight of many lobotimized souls
They're in the surrealistic heaven
Count their fingers, they are eleven!
It's true, as sure as eggs is eggs,
Remember the one between their legs!
And don't forget to tap those kegs
As they contain the purple spacejuice of the magician's dwarf
Wrought from the souls of the priests of Abazagorath
The artificial savior rises from the grave
To reap the seeds of the man he has made
The Psycholords gather and the wind forms anew-
All watching all knowing all seeing
-KAIRAHN DUHRE-
I think that in this moment Chorus would be suitable, and the next canto could begin like that:
But who am I to judge what is wrong and what is right
Since what we worship is nothing but monolith spiked
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yet you still have time!
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Space Chief
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Posted: February 16 2006 at 20:31 |
The artificial savior rises from the grave
To reap the seeds of the man he has made
The Psycholords gather and the wind forms anew-
All watching all knowing all seeing
-KAIRAHN DUHRE-
Edited by Space Chief
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Drew
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Posted: February 16 2006 at 19:08 |
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How the f do we contribute to this?
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BaldFriede
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 19:37 |
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Ok, since Rust posted a poem of his, I'll do the same for one of mine. The original lyrics are in German, but I translated them into English (which is not an easy task for poems, if you want them to rhyme again). I'll post both versions, the German and the English one, so anyone who understands both languages can compare the two versions.
Die Zeit
Eilig vorwärtshastend,
Ruh'los, niemals rastend
Unaufhaltsam, stur.
Werd' ich je erfahren
Was seit vielen Jahren
Zeigt mir meine Uhr?
"Gleichmäßig läufst du Stück für Stück,
Und nimmer kehrest du zurück.
Du scheinst mal langsam, scheinst mal schnell,
Ruhst scheinbar aus dich auf der Stell'.
Ist alles die nur Täuschung, Zeit?
Sag, was bist du in Wirklichkeit?
So seufzt' ich oft in mancher Stund',
Und endlich tat die Zeit mir kund:
"Ich" sprach sie "bin, was existiert,
Wenn nichts mehr auf der Welt passiert.
Wenn endlich an dem Jüngsten Tag
Das Weltall birst mit einem Schlag
Und alles ringsumher ist Leee,
So bin noch immer ich!" "Das wäre...!"
Rief ich vergeblich, denn soeben
Entschwand die Zeit. So ist das Leben.
Nun steh' ich hier und weiss es kaum,
Ob es die Wahrheit, ob es Traum
Gewesen, was ich da vernommen.
Die Zeit? Sie wird nie wiederkommen.
Eilig vorwärtshastend,
Ruh'los, niemals rastend
Unaufhaltsam, stur.
Werd' ich je erfahren
Was seit vielen Jahren
Zeigt mir meine Uhr?
And now the translated version:
Time
Hastily racing,
Steadily pacing
Headstrong without match.
Will ever I know
Whatever does show
Upon my wristwatch?
"You run steadfastly on your track,
And never ever you turn back.
Now you seem slow, now seem to pace
Now seem to stand still in one place.
Is all of this illusion, time?
Pray, what's your reason and your rhyme?"
Thus I in many hours sighed,
And finally the time replied:
"I", spake it, "am, what will be there,
When nothing happens anywhere.
When finally on Judgement Day
The universe will fast decay
And everything around is naught,
Then I will still be there". "That ought..."
I cried in vain, for disappeared
The time just had, as I had feared.
Now here I stand, and I can't seem
To tell if this has been a dream
Or real, what I have just been told.
The time? Will nevermore unfold.
Hastily racing,
Steadily pacing
Headstrong without match.
Will ever I know
Whatever does show
Upon my wristwatch?
I think the translation is quite accurate and captures the spirit of the original poem.
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 BaldJean and I; I am the one in blue.
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Rust
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Location: United States
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 19:05 |
Sun shine is the knife
Piercing through the shadow,
Giving light to life
Protecting the meadow.
Winding water floods the forest floor,
To much water but she still asks for more,
Green leaves from trees fly in the breeze,
Naked now, the leaves are what they wore,
But now is winter inviting cold to nock on nature's door.
This is just some poetry i've been working on, this looks like a nice place to share it.
Edited by Rust
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We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
Its astart
What we need is awareness we cant get careless
Mental self defensive fitness
Make everybody see in order to fight the powers that be
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thefalafelking
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 18:47 |
Hi Chad, some wonderfull and funny lines there, but please copy the previous lyrics and add them to your popst with your new ones. Otherwise, we get confused
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
Till all hope has been drawn from within me
Shutting up, shutting out, turning in for the night
Giving my own consciousness a big fright
Holding my breath, waiting to see what the new dawn brings to me
Will it be some hot milk or a cup of earl greay tea?
CHORUS: Stardust will drug my senses for a million years
Black holes make me see without knowing
Will this cosmis trip end up in tears?
Or is there a comet that'll save me from dying?
Vanity, vanity, all is vanity,
Drifting somewhere between boredom and ecstasy.
Five men walking down the marble steps...
They carry the weight of many lobotimized souls
They're in the surrealistic heaven
Count their fingers, they are eleven!
It's true, as sure as eggs is eggs,
Remember the one between their legs!
And don't forget to tap those kegs
As they contain the purple spacejuice of the magician's dwarf
Wrought from the souls of the priests of Abazagorath
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thefalafelking
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 18:45 |
OK BaldFriede, I overlooked those lines, they're pretty good!!
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
Till all hope has been drawn from within me
Shutting up, shutting out, turning in for the night
Giving my own consciousness a big fright
Holding my breath, waiting to see what the new dawn brings to me
Will it be some hot milk or a cup of earl greay tea?
CHORUS: Stardust will drug my senses for a million years
Black holes make me see without knowing
Will this cosmis trip end up in tears?
Or is there a comet that'll save me from dying?
Vanity, vanity, all is vanity,
Drifting somewhere between boredom and ecstasy.
Five men walking down the marble steps...
They carry the weight of many lobotimized souls
They're in the surrealistic heaven
Count their fingers, they are eleven!
It's true, as sure as eggs is eggs,
Remember the one between their legs!
And don't forget to tap those kegs
As they contain the purple spacejuice of the magician's dwarf
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ChadFromCanada
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Location: Canada
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 18:44 |
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Wrought from the souls of the priests of Abazagorath
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thefalafelking
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 18:42 |
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
Till all hope has been drawn from within me
Shutting up, shutting out, turning in for the night
Giving my own consciousness a big fright
Holding my breath, waiting to see what the new dawn brings to me
Will it be some hot milk or a cup of earl greay tea?
CHORUS: Stardust will drug my senses for a million years
Black holes make me see without knowing
Will this cosmis trip end up in tears?
Or is there a comet that'll save me from dying?
Five men walking down the marble steps...
They carry the wieght of many lobotimized souls
They're in the surrealistic heaven
Look at their fingers, they are eleven!
It's true, as sure as eggs is eggs,
Remember the one between your legs!
And don't forget to tap those kegs
As they contain purple spacejuice
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BaldFriede
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Location: Germany
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Points: 10266
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 18:41 |
 thefalafelking wrote:
so far: (@BaldFriede: I changed your words a bit to make them fit better into the 'story', i hope you don't mind)
Ok, but you have to make it "their legs" then instead of "your legs". And don't forget the lines I added to the chorus! I made the necessary adjustments.
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
Till all hope has been drawn from within me
Shutting up, shutting out, turning in for the night
Giving my own consciousness a big fright
Holding my breath, waiting to see what the new dawn brings to me
Will it be some hot milk or a cup of earl greay tea?
CHORUS: Stardust will drug my senses for a million years
Black holes make me see without knowing
Will this cosmis trip end up in tears?
Or is there a comet that'll save me from dying? Vanity, vanity, all is vanity, Drifting somewhere between boredom and ecstasy.
Five men walking down the marble steps...
They carry the weight of many lobotimized souls
They're in the surrealistic heaven
Count their fingers, they are eleven!
It's true, as sure as eggs is eggs,
Remember the one between their legs!
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BaldJean and I; I am the one in blue.
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ChadFromCanada
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 18:34 |
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And don't forget to tap those kegs
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thefalafelking
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Location: Belgium
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Posted: February 15 2006 at 18:31 |
so far: (@BaldFriede: I changed your words a bit to make them fit better into the 'story', i hope you don't mind)
In my dreams, I find myself sailing across the universe
the vanity of my abduction has made me dis-purse
the strain of commitment to the Vegetable Vow
strange things happened to me, feels like im going to burst
Still I continue searching for my stolen chemical wrench
In the timeless space between the stars
living acid I am, going through every sense
Spiraling down in a supernova I still feel... the stench!
But never feeling, totally numb, lost in my mind
Though I still can say: "Scr*w you and your kind"
Spiraling down and down, breaching the core of my sanity...
Till all hope has been drawn from within me
Shutting up, shutting out, turning in for the night
Giving my own consciousness a big fright
Holding my breath, waiting to see what the new dawn brings to me
Will it be some hot milk or a cup of earl greay tea?
CHORUS: Stardust will drug my senses for a million years
Black holes make me see without knowing
Will this cosmis trip end up in tears?
Or is there a comet that'll save me from dying?
Five men walking down the marble steps...
They carry the wieght of many lobotimized souls
They're in the surrealistic heaven
Look at their fingers, they are eleven!
It's true, as sure as eggs is eggs,
Remember the one between your legs!
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