[Tracks from the Numbers CD Single]
Sixteen spirit voices in a menal melange
The disembodied chorus in a bucket of f*****
Baby serpents dreaming at the bottom of their eggs
Occidental drone driving their legs
Somebody somewhere must have figured it out
Leaving it open for apostles of doubt
Banging on a tabla till the kingdom comes
Feel it in my fingers and my thimbles and thumbs
Einstein sent a cruiser to another dimension
Strange little beasties on the surface tension
A plague of maharishis in a post-ecstatic haze
Is this the way you've been wasting your days
Sixteen spirit voices in a menal melange
The disembodied chorus in a bucket of f*****
Baby serpents dreaming at the bottom of their eggs
Occidental drone driving their legs
Somebody somewhere must have figured it out
Leaving it open for apostles of doubt
Banging on a tabla till the kingdom comes
Feel it in my fingers and my thimbles and thumbs
Einstein sent a cruiser to another dimension
Strange little beasties on the surface tension
A plague of maharishis in a post-ecstatic haze
Is this the way you've been wasting your days