Lyrics

Particles of the Universe

Rumors abound among top psychiatrists
Complete disregard for Top Epidemiologists
People and plants recite the recipes of laughter and the
Top cop pops what he copped rom the rafters

And if it doesn’t make sense to you, you are not alone
The dome of an idiot-syndrome false-king business-throne

You got tones to tones chance and dance to the billy goat
Rip off the layers of sensibility the slow boat
Drifts downstream the means are inedible
Dance to the tones the billy goat is incredible

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You got Georgia Collards in high demand
Detroit beets and fast feet have got the upper hand
Sounds in the distance of the birds in the trees
Everybody’s on lockdown everybody get free

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I’m taking all of my farm chores much more seriously
I’m on a case by case basis with all conspiracy theories
Bankers full of bunk I’m gonna stay above ground
I’m making maps of all the woods around here I’m channeling all the sounds

The worms on the Acropolis are dancing like some punks while
The heirs of the technocracy are sick and getting drunk

Let’s talk about resiliency, abundance and the lexicon
The mushroom spores upon the floors of those you put a vex upon
Let’s speculate on particulate which fills rhythms and the neck
The bottle joint it’s tipping point in the interests of our residents

Thousand dollar check
Manuchan and pollution
Gold around the neck
Solution vs. Solution
Spy vs. Spy, deliberate
Eye can see your eye, electorate

Tidal revival survival your eyeball
Knows what grows what flows and what flowers
Look into the mirror at your own superpowers
Power to the people
Speeches from the steeple
Untie the knot
Hold tight to this kite
No doubt its a lot
But its not without light

Feed is on the fritz you got those pessimistic shits
You need to come in from the rain
You need to rearrange your brain
Take a look at that clock
Take a look at that pencil
Can you smell that tree
Can you smell those lentil
Do you hear that helicopter
Put your hand on something softer
Stay away from all the telephone lines
Benign signs trying to get to your brain
Lion tamer on the astral plane
You are flying now on a different frequency
Leave it be, set it free

You got Georgia Collards in high demand
Detroit beets and fast feet have got the upper hand
Sounds in the distance of the birds in the trees
Everybody’s on lockdown everybody get free