I've had it with this town I never saw those shifting skies I never saw the ground Or the sunset rise I want to live on an abstract plain I'm building
Bad, wicked world Bad, wicked world They are about dressed to deceive Conquistadores that have been sent Bad, wicked world Bad, wicked world Some sell
whole thing started There was a crowd and then we parted Don't know if I'll ever go back It's a long way across all of this black Here I am in my bucket
I took three days to drive down one street The radio on, tuned to the big fleet Invisible planes are cracking the concrete That's just what some people
Once stood a man on my face Ooh yeah, on my face Gobbled him up 'cause my taste Leaves nothing to waste Hear the riddle that I say (x2) What is fair
This wrinkle in time, I can't give it no credit I thought about my space and I really got me down (got me down) Got me so down, I got me a headache
My name is Chip And I'm different I don't conform I wear a different uniform I'm out of the blue And so you are, too Let me sing about one thing that
Staring on into night Complete synapse I switched on something I did not see May I leave? I believe I might This sweet collapse Baby, I cannot get me
scheming behemoth Licking salt in their cave Being together is their zenith It's how they behave Now we're hanging in tandem Six trillion miles a year
Hey, sleepy monster in the sand Time to get up and have a drink Pacific Rim has a tank that thinks That she is really something grand Let me tell you
It takes photon power And eight minutes of an hour To make it to our sun And I know it sounds weird But it'll take you four years To make the next one
I want to ask you fellows Why do you shut me out? When I've driven every place that they call land I talk plain talk I've seen the moon sitting on the
You've got a sad face You don't show it And you're smiling it, too Even in deep, deep outer space There's something for you I'm Sir Rockaby And rockin
You heard the sun today There she blows, there she blows You saw the wind a'shining You don't know, you don't know You felt a tree that does fall You
Wait It isn't so great Since you learned karate chop You're walking machs And I'm just swimming in the slop You wave your wand at me And make me dance
As fluorescents do They blink o'er the floor Of her majestic halls Yeah, they do I hear surf on kazoo I march with the militia of the mine Malicious
Had a bit part An endless reel It always played in slo-mo But now it's fast A spinning wheel I know the dynamo My heart Is cast Speedy Marie Ahead of
The vanishing spies Just something I read A couple of eyes From out of the head And all that was said Was that's just how some things don't materialize