Filthy apes and lions spilling cake and liquid icing Crucifying all the eyelids
Illuminate the iris and tune out all the dying
With sounds of Franz Joseph Haydn
The owls intimidate me, they’re taking all the best meat And tearing down the drapery
Apples are foretelling of a supernova shelling
Leaving afterbirth of hell things
Have you ever thunk take a look at the monk holding boxes of junk? Lying behind the big screen
You’ve been in a funk since you stepped on the gunk
You looked like a punk when you tried to debunk
As the animals tore out your spleen
Angry spitting llamas wearing reticent pajamas
Play fluorescent melodramas
Rabid dapple otters dealing death on rainbow waters At the shores of plastic martyrs
Flying turtle sirens spy on all the perfect islands Spraying out the purple skyrings
Filthy apes and lions spilling cake and liquid icing You’re awake, but don’t be frightened
Have you ever thunk take a look at the monk holding boxes of junk? Lying behind the big screen
You’ve been in a funk since you stepped on the gunk
You looked like a punk when you tried to debunk
As the animals tore out your spleen
Lyrics Stoermer
Music Stoermer & Hopkins