Redefine
(Pow, ha!)
Imagine your brain as a canister filled with ink, yeah
now think of your body as the pen where the ink resides
use the two, kapow! what are you now?
you're the human magic marker
won't you please surprise my eyes?
it's in your nature, you can paint whatever picture you like
no matter what Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight
so modify this third rock from the sun
by painting myriads of pictures with the colors of the one
I'm sick of painting in black and white
my pen is dry, now I'm uptight
so sick of limiting myself
to fit your definition
I'm sick of painting in black and white
my pen is dry, now I'm uptight
so sick of limiting myself
to fit your definition
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought would
in the blink of an eye, manifest and become illustrated
you'd be sure man that every line drawn
reflected a life that you loved
not an existence that you hated
so must we demonstrate that we can't get it straight?
we've painted a picture, now we're drowning in paint
lets figure out what the fuck it's about
before the picture we painted chews us up and spits us out
I'm sick of painting in black and white
my pen is dry, now I'm uptight
so sick of limiting myself
to fit your definition
I'm sick of painting in black and white
my pen is dry, now I'm uptight
so sick of limiting myself
to fit your definition
Redefine
oooh yeah
I'm sick of painting in black and white
my pen is dry, now I'm uptight
so sick of limiting myself
to fit your definition
Must we demonstrate that we can't get it straight?
we've painted a picture, now we're drowning in paint
lets figure out what the fuck it's about
before the picture we painted chews us up and spits us out
Vitamin
I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe
in a moment or two I realize
that the sphere upon which I reside
is asleep on its feet
should I go back to sleep?
I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe
in a moment or two I realize
that the sphere upon which I reside
is asleep on its feet
should I, should I,
should I go back to sleep?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
on the surface you hate
but you know you need me
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit
whatever helps you swallow truth
all the more easily
We orbit the sun, I grow up
my open eyes see a zombified,
somnambulist society
leaving us as vitamins for the
hibernating human animal
do you, do you,
do you see what I mean?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
on the surface you hate
but you know you want me
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit
whatever helps you swallow truth
all the more easily
And I wonder, will you digest me?
Into the sleep machine I won't plug in
in fact I'd rather die before I will comply
to you, my friend, I write the reason I still live
'cause in my mind it's set the vitamin is ripe to give
Coming closer to another 2000 years
you and I will pry the closed eye
of the sleep machine
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
on the surface you hate
but you know you want me
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit
whatever helps you swallow truth
all the more easily
New Skin
At first I see an open wound
infected and disastrous
it breathes chaotic catastrophe
it cries to be renewed (??)
it's tears are the color of anger
they dry to form a scab
to the touch, its stiff and resilient
underneath, the new skin breathes
It's all been saved
with exception for the right parts
when will we be new skin?
As outwardly cliché as it may seem, yes
something under the surface says, "c'est la vie"
it is a circle, there is a plan dead skin
will atrophy itself to start again
look closely at the open wound
see past what covers the surface
underneath chaotic catastrophe
creation takes stage
Dead skin will atrophy itself to start again
dead skin will atrophy itself to start again
dead skin will atrophy itself to start again
It's all been saved
with exception for the right parts
when will we be new skin?
it's all been seen
with exception for what could be
when will we be new skin?
(Until the 20th century, reality was everything humans could touch, smell, see, and hear. Since the initial publication of the charted electromagnetic spectrum, humans have learned that what they can touch, smell, see, and hear is less than one millionth of reality.)
Fallacious cognitions
spewed from televisions
do mold our decisions
so stop and take a look
and you'll see what I see now
aaaaahhh!
It's all been saved
with exception for the right parts
when will we be new skin?
it's all been seen
with exception for what could be
when will we be new skin?
skin
Idiot Box
(Heeey, oh yeah, ra ka ka pow!)
You keep your riches and I'll sew my stitches
you can't make me think like you, mundane
I've got a message for all those who think that they
can etch his words inside my brain
inside my brain, no way
T.V., what do I need?
tell me who to believe!
what's the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
when a little button does it all
does it all
So listen up, glisten up closely all
who've seen the fuckin eye ache too
It's time to step away from cable train
and when we finally see the subtle light
this quirk in evolution will begin
to let us live and recreate
T.V., what do I need?
tell me who to believe!
what's the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
T.V., what should I see?
tell me who should I be?
lets do our mom a favor
and drop a new god off a wall
Let me see past the fatuous knocks
I've gotta rid myself of this idiot box
let you see past the feathers and flocks
and help me plant a bomb in this idiot box
From the depths of the sea
to the tops of the trees
to the seat of a lazy boy
staring at a silver screen
T.V., what do I need?
tell me who to believe!
what's the use of autonomy
when a button does it all?
T.V., what should I see?
tell me who should I be?
lets do our mom a favor
and drop a new god off a wall
wall, bam!
(my man throwin' down!)
Glass
If I had a dime
for every time you walked away
I could afford to not give a shit
and buy a drink and drown the day
but your pockets, they are empty, yeh
and mine are times two
so why not make an about face
and accept the love I send to you?
You're never gonna be content if you don't try
try to see outside your line
there you go, you did it again
you act as if there's binder on your eyes
Should I apologize
if what I say burns your ears
and stains your eyes?
oh, did I crack your shell?
when it falls away
you'll see we exist as well!
Like a bottle with the cork stuck
your true ingredients trapped inside
through the cloudy glass we catch a glimpse of you
I guess the hard shell represents your pride
oh, if only it could be different
we could uncover the you, you deny
between two, a small discrepancy
one complicates and one simplifies
You're never gonna be content if you don't try
try to see outside your line
there you go, you did it again
you act as if there's binder on your eyes
Should I apologize
if what I say burns your ears
and stains your eyes?
oh, did I crack your shell?
when it falls away
you'll see we exist as well!
Take those fucking blinders off your eyes!
So if I had a dime
for every time you walked away
you could bet your bottom dollar
that I'd be filthy rich by noon today
Should I apologize
if what I say burns your ears
and stains your eyes?
oh, did I crack your shell?
when it falls away
you'll see we exist as well!
should I apologize
if what I say burns your ears
and stains your eyes?
oh, did I crack your shell?
when it falls away
you'll see we exist as well!
Magic Medicine
On this page you see a little girl giggling at a hippopotamus.
I wonder why?
wonder why?
on this page you see a little girl giggling at a hippopotamus.
I wonder why?
turn the page, thank you!
on this page you see a little girl giggling at a hippopotamus.
"Don't say things that hurt others," said the pussy cat,
"like, isn't that hippo fat?
Or shout, "hyena, I hate you! hate you!"
I found a sound in the house one day.
if you know who lost it, I'll give it away!
this sound I found said,
"this sound belongs to a hot?!? hot?"
the magic medicine worked!
A Certain Shade of Green
A certain shade of green
tell me, is that what you need?
all signs around say move ahead
could someone please explain to me
your ever present lack of speed?
are your muscles bound by ropes?
or do crutches cloud your day?
my sources say the road is clear
and street signs point the way
Are you gonna stand around
till 2012 A.D.?
what are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate
what are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?
Would a written invitation signed,
"choose now or lose it all"
sedate your hesitation?
or inflame and make you stall?
you've been raised in limitation
but that glove never fit quite right
the time has past for hand-me-downs
choose anew, please evolve, take flight
Are you gonna stand around
till 2012 A.D.?
what are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate
Green, what are you waiting for?
what are you waiting for?
a written invitation?
a public declaration? yeah
a private consolation? whoooa
remember when you procrastinate
you choose last
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate
Are you gonna stand around
till 2012 A.D.?
what are you waiting for
a certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray
watching you procrastinate
what are you waiting for? (hey)
Favorite Things
I'm thinking of my soul's sovereignty
and I know everything you hate in me
fill me up with over-pious badgerings
throw them up, one of my favorite things
Too bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite things
my favorite things
Remember all the lessons fed to me?
me the young sponge, so ready to agree
years have gone, I recognize the walking dead
now aware that I'm alive and way ahead
Too bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite things
yeah, yeah, oooh, yeah
and I'm so happy
I see you looking
I know that you're thinking
that I'll never go anywhere
the things that I've done
and the things that I've seen
I don't really expect you to care
Too bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite things
yeah, yeah, oooh, yeah
and I'm so happy
too bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite
too bad the things that make you mad
are my favorite things
Summer Romance (Anti-Gravity Love Song)
I'm home alone tonight
full moon illuminates my room
and sends my mind aflight
I think I was dreaming up some thoughts
that were seemingly possible, with you
so I call you on the tin can phone
we rendezvous at a quarter-two
and make sure we're alone
I think I found a way for you and I to finally fly
free
When we get there
we're gonna fly so far away
making sure to laugh
while we experience anti-gravity
anti-gravity, anti-gravity
For years, I kept it to myself
now potentialities are bound
and living under my shelf
simply choose your destination
from the diamond canopy
and we'll be there
so I call you on the tin can phone
we rendezvous at a quarter-two
and make sure we're alone
I think I found a way for you and I to finally be
free
When we get there
we're gonna fly so far away
making sure to laugh
while we experience anti-gravity
anti-gravity, anti-gravity
Anti-gravity, anti-gravity
oooh yeah
Nebula
Do you enjoy sight inside?
Disconnect and let me drift
until my upside down is right side in
society must let the artist go
to wander off into the nebula
Wander off into your nebula
see your nectarine of multiplicity
cum like orgasmatron on overdrive
wander in off to your nebula
your tangerine of electricity is ripe
and on a vine, so pick your prize
In little black book do I confide!
Upon return, I conjure what was seen
I let it pulse and boil within my limbs
I lay my pencil to the porous page
and let my lunatic indulge itself
Wander off into your nebula
see your nectarine of multiplicity
cum like orgasmatron on overdrive
wander in off to your nebula
your tangerine of electricity is ripe
and on a vine, so pick your prize
prize, prize, prize
Disconnect and let me drift
until my upside down is right side in
society must let the artist go
to wander off into the nebula
Wander off into your nebula
see your nectarine of multiplicity
cum like orgasmatron on overdrive
wander in off to your nebula
your tangerine of electricity is ripe
and on a vine, so pick your prize
Deep Inside
It's 3 o'clock, and we ask ourselves
'where are we now?
it seems we've wondered out of bounds again!'
Over and over we ask ourselves why
we don't utilize things that are stored
deep inside of our brains!
Deep inside
I'm on my own and I can't see straight!
deep inside
am I so stoned that I can't see straight?
Man, I've got to find my way back home
but I'm too deep inside
It's 4 o'clock, and we ask ourselves
'where did we go wrong?
we passed my house at least an hour ago!'
Over and over we ask ourselves why
we don't utilize things that are stored
deep inside of our brains!
Deep inside
I'm on my own and I can't see straight!
deep inside
cause I'm so stoned, I can't see straight
straight, straight, all right
It's 5 o'clock, and we tell ourselves
'we need to get home
the sun is creeping overhead again!'
I'm way too deep inside to get home
way too deep inside to get home
way too deep inside to get home
way too deep inside to get home
Oh my god, I've got to get home
Oh my god, I've got to get home
Oh my god, I've got to get home
way too deep inside to get home
Over and over we ask ourselves why
we don't utilize things that are stored
deep inside of our
(I know exactly where we are
where the fuck are we?)
brains!
Calgone
On my way home
police car pulled me over
After they left, I puttered out of gas
triple-a came, but my card was expired!
I had to walk home, and of course
it rained half the time (half the time)
I tried to get some shut-eye
then I was abducted
they put cold things in my butt
they sampled a bit of my D.N.A.
they left me on top of my sheets
I dreamt I went potty
then woke up drenched in me
This day sucked the hardest ever
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today
a little bit less than nothing would go my way
I woke up to toss my soiled sheets
the hallway was dark and I stubbed my big toe
it was then that I sensed the irony (burning me)
then I heard the voice say
"come sail aboard S.S. Nepenthe!"
I suppose I'm to blame
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today
a little bit less than nothing would go my way
Thank goodness
for bathtubs and suds(?)
I suppose I'm to blame for getting pulled over
I guess I'm the culprit for running out of gas
let's assume I'm the guy
who didn't pay his 'Triple-A' fee
in actuality, I let the zetas probe me
yesterday was all my fault
I let negativity get the better of me
thank goodness for the bathtubs and suds
they temporarily set free this quandary
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today
a little bit less than nothing would go my way
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today
a little bit less than nothing would go my way
All lyrics by Incubus, copyright 1997
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