Lyrics by Wilton. Music by Wilton, and Powell. Arranged by Dwarf Nebula.
Cant you feel
it coming?
The need to take it all the way out
Dont know whats gonna happen
Its liberating my bank account
Air is thick and
heavy
You dont know who these weirdos are
Still were getting ready
To spread our consciousness near and far
Scent of ol
Caspian
And a hint of the old Kashmire
Finds us all agreein
Aim your globe at the stratosphere
So dance like Mike
the chicken
Went without his head for awhile
Well keep it finger lickin
And made to bring your face to a smile
Chorus:
We tried hard not to plan out too much exactly what this would be
Stagnation equals death. Structured change will set you free.
Im sorry if I cant remember the words that I was just singing
to you
Sometimes I have to blank my mind to keep me in the moment and true
How very post-modern
Yes Im talking just to you
We have built an engine
So bring out your skeleton crew
Theyll install
the plumbing
Neo-cortical network though
And we will surf the sunrise
You can shed your birthday suit
Slip into starless sheets
Waking deamstate takes you so high
Or swim psionic oceans
After raining down from the sky
Let the jest-alter you
Jams big enough to take us all for a ride
And bring you back safely
Set your switch to Electraglide
2nd Chorus:
We tried hard not to map out too
much of this new territory.
Stagnation brings on change. Structured death will set you free.
Its alright if I dont dismember the words that I was just ringing
through.
Sometimes when I spark the kind I cant be conversant with you.
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