Nonsanity 2037x lyrics
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Artist: Grüvis Malt Album: ...With The Spirit Of Atraffic Jam...
Lyrics
Morning caught me with the stun gun Set on bed-head so my hair is on the run I have bed-brain to boot so I proceed to water my roots to bring those trees down Examining stars from stable ground When the pimples come home I apply the foundation This is stressful, I swear (that's why I'm sleeping with women on the brain) Ask the mirror for advice and he replies "You're just the same...while you break into asylums they're letting everybody out And just because you're loud doesn't mean you need therapy You bought new keyboards instead of bedboards, that's why you sleep lightly---" And I have to shower quickly, or else I wash away my thinks Clearing out my temple when the mucus hits the sink Forgetting what it was that took me 20 years and forty winks And now i'm walking to the park with mister lumas and a disc Trying to integrate sport with a career of doing This unknowingly putting myself at risk for being at rest And seeing the grand scheme (i can never keep the game clean!) Seeing monsters as machines (like watching the quest from end to beginning) Wondering why I'm singing not screaming Morphing for the masses would get me out of this metaphoric state Seeing symbolism on my half empty plate Knowing my best thought's a crumbled up piece of paper in emerson's garbage can And there are bands out there that reduce grüvis malt to a garage band Dazed by mortality, I must refrain from writing existential poetry Give purpose to little me Throwing thought instead of frisbee (It's all lima beans to me)
Mapping out new territories to get lost in And lost in the map-making process But I know it well Twelve steps to the gates of confusion Only attracted to those things that make me go ------ My theories get eclipsed by human nature slash condition slash comedy I try to laugh to keep from throwing up But I always nod my head politely Fighting the urge to understand anything That might be detrimental to my blissful ignorance So I know everybody's shoe brand and nobody's name Color me confused and sign it "female" The "bitter half" nation's got built-in nonsanity With sex in their pockets, and spite up their sleeves Like I would believe this to be depth in disguise Writing curly q letters with heart over the eyes (i's) So I wave my white flag, sound-tracked by white noise Working out more theories to get eclipsed by the dark
Somebody turn the lights on I can't see through this mess Confusion sets When logic shows its head its got red letters on its breast Confusion sets And now I'm caught between emotional motion and physical stress Confusion sets Rising in the east, confusion sets in (the west) Confusion sets
Who are you sent to divide? You slide over and sink inside Spilling over in time Who let you in? you're on fire Climbing up on the side that confusion's burning down Suspended by disbelief How can you be alive? Climbing up on the side that confusion's burning down Breathe a sigh of relief No more worries Fools run out of time easily hypnotized One eye on the present time and one used to fantasize
We come so...hard to decipher That after translators and lyrical sheets explanation is in order You can chase our tacky techniques over oceans of metaphor And still miss the boat ---i mean the point--- I mean both Mais enonciation est' ennemi Si je voulais me te faire comprendre je te parlerais en ta langage If you don't get the message let your ears be massaged And consider yourself successful 'cause all purpose has been dodged Was it good for you? lost inside yourself without a clue You can't fathom the idea of something new (like bitches brew) Miles ahead in self-confidence and humor too Watch we pursue the future while you pursue the clever rues Remain confused still muttering retorts days after they're due Somebody turn the lights on I can't see through this mess
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"...With The Spirit Of Atraffic Jam..." album track list
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