(no subject)
Overstimulated
Inundated with desires
Of every form, color, texture, context
Like moss, they grow on only one side of my skin
Showing what direction I might want to go in
(Assuming civilization is my ultimate destination)
My brain, made of worms, wiggles with apprehension
Wait - I mean delight
Who knows if the night approves of my vector
I travel too fast slow high low
Too too for all the cool cats who prefer
Horns to hips
(It's still about lips)
Sipping caffeinated commands
I grab hands (sometimes cocks) of all the other warm bodies
on this train
Toot toot
Don't worry, we're going to science land
Where you'll never have to sob for lost love again
In our germ-free hallucinogen-free breath-free environment
I'll take those cigarettes, sir
We need them for the war
Hide them in candy
And hand them to all the dark-skinned babies
Tummies swollen with God's negligence
Dear Lord, please help me defeat the infidel
With these rhymes, chimes the trumpet
Gold paint flaking in the desert heat
Oasis of cheap wine and well-thumbed pages of philosophy
Haven't you heard? Google merged
With human intellect and free will
Please accept this needle as a token of good faith
You don't have to worry about AIDS
It's just a social construct
Like morality or sugar-free gum
So what I'm saying is, um
Touch me there
Jesus doesn't care
About anything but the races
Blew his wad on a sure ticket, had to
Sell his hair
To pay the rent
Inundated with desires
Of every form, color, texture, context
Like moss, they grow on only one side of my skin
Showing what direction I might want to go in
(Assuming civilization is my ultimate destination)
My brain, made of worms, wiggles with apprehension
Wait - I mean delight
Who knows if the night approves of my vector
I travel too fast slow high low
Too too for all the cool cats who prefer
Horns to hips
(It's still about lips)
Sipping caffeinated commands
I grab hands (sometimes cocks) of all the other warm bodies
on this train
Toot toot
Don't worry, we're going to science land
Where you'll never have to sob for lost love again
In our germ-free hallucinogen-free breath-free environment
I'll take those cigarettes, sir
We need them for the war
Hide them in candy
And hand them to all the dark-skinned babies
Tummies swollen with God's negligence
Dear Lord, please help me defeat the infidel
With these rhymes, chimes the trumpet
Gold paint flaking in the desert heat
Oasis of cheap wine and well-thumbed pages of philosophy
Haven't you heard? Google merged
With human intellect and free will
Please accept this needle as a token of good faith
You don't have to worry about AIDS
It's just a social construct
Like morality or sugar-free gum
So what I'm saying is, um
Touch me there
Jesus doesn't care
About anything but the races
Blew his wad on a sure ticket, had to
Sell his hair
To pay the rent