I'm having dreams about you I wanna scream about you I'm having dreams about you I wanna scream about you Everything you've done You were the girl who
Mushrooms and roses is the place to be (Smells like love to me) Where all the lonely droids and lovers have their wildest dreams (It's the sound of thea
(x4) I'm on shrooms! (Yay!) La la la... I'm on shrooms.
We started living in an old house My ma gave birth and we were checking it out It was a baby boy, so we bought him a toy It was a ray gun and it was 1981
(Bachman/Cummings)
Kaleidoscope of love ophidian's dance as the shifting occurs we are stars and electric animals nurtured by the mothers of prostitutes floating in a mushroom
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues And tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair Brass buttons
Written by: Ben Taylor I understand that mushrooms come from outer space They always leave a smile upon my face They have come from very far away To
I've ended the vision of being sane Tucked the image into bed I'm sweating denials from the tip of my tongue You wouldn't belive this nation of pills
He works shifts, days in the factory, prints chips for foreign PC's, At night deep in his hideaway, steals out of the monitor screen, Looking good Mr
It's a One shot magazine , give it a spin Open your mouth slide the barrel in If you don't like it just don't do it again Itchy finger, finger, trigger
East is east and west is west And the wrong one I have chose Let's go where they keep on wearin' Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows Rings and
Hello button Why you let them stubborn I know last I wasn't Worth I love your coming But pick your chin and work with me now This time I swear he will
We need your honour We need your faith We need your truggle Your Country needs You! (It?s all right, It?s all right It?s show time!) Peace is over Tonight
[Abilities] To everyone out there... [Eyedea] Speaking of out there SPEAKING of out there Where's he from? He's from some other planet, I heard
Shall we go out looking for big mushrooms On the silver plate? Shall we go out looking for brown mushrooms More than five inches across? Maybe we can
The way I have to look is I want more than anybody possibly can The way I have to go for it It makes me stand up, shake and feel like a man And I feel