Letras
We worship the hot circle
The big old pizza pie in the sky
Where do we go to find the meaning?
Meditating in a cigarette lounge
Sign on the dotted line to buy a feeling
Is what I hear even how it sounds
No more complements you'll hit the ceiling
Tie a rope to solid ground
Would you change anything if you started again?
Navigated the snakes but the walls are caving in
Boney remains
Lacking the brains
Grab my bag of sand
Swap it for a silicone booby trap baby
At a dead end down an alley
Maybe kung-fu dreams really do come true
Mist descends up on the valley
Third day broken jaw now black and blue
Shine your shoes for the finale
Talking shit about you on the interview
Would you change anything if you started again
Navigated the snakes but the walls are caving in
Boney remains
Lacking the brains
Grab my bag of sand
Swap it for a silicone booby trap baby
Silicone booby trap baby
Look directly into you and witness all the greatness of all the consciousness of every living thing
Where you find a place to call your home
Be forever lost never alone
Would you change anything if you started again?
Navigated the snakes but the walls are caving in
Boney remains
Lacking the brains
Grab my bag of sand
Swap it for a silicone booby trap baby
Silicone booby trap baby