-Mike
Ah the sun's so yellow here
That's not what I was told
The sand makes my throat dry
My skin feels so old
It's warm here but I'm cold
The earth here feels electric
I wish I could go home
This oxygen's pathetic
Spend all my time being cold in the sunshine
f*** psychedelic antidotes
I'll be cold by myself
and the shell round my brain might stretch thin
I'll see colours in the sky for weeks
when the creeps scream
It's gon' be synthesized coming from inside a place
where evil goes to die an' get rebuilt,
I'm coming back a super-Mike
howling at the moon for being grey,
I'm howling at the moon,
I'm howling at you.
I'm talking 'bout dinosaur love
and hugs
and flowers
and pictures on the wall
and dogs
and super powers
Yellow sticky notes screaming: 'be ten thousand tercent'
and spelling FFF, to make my friends laugh
a ninja slug master mass slowly gets a raise
Drawing on the wall, by drawing on your face
Can you taste what I mean? Can you taste?
Can you taste?
-Disco
I'm talking 'bout dinosaur blood
and thugs
and liars
and b****** on the floor making love to my super powers
Yellow sticky dope you screaming: 'You suck"
hours on end, and spelling x** to make my b**** scream
While Paranormal Ox Man's trying to get paid
I'm drawing on the wall by drawing on your face
Can you taste what I mean? Can you taste?
Can you taste?
Super slick slip stream,
Disco with a lazer beam,
Teleport my pencil point,
grips when your s*** squeezed,
happy if you're happy with your desk job,
super hero dinosaur freaking people,
let's start getting evil
Paranormal Ox with my power print socks,
drawing pictures on the wall,
while the universe rots.
Alright, I got that super s***,
dripping from my fingertips,
blacker than the hole that I live in when I get sick of s***
Now!
I got my liquid love flowing with my thug lips,
rapping to the beats of the ocean, now!
b******..
I'm talking 'bout dinosaur blood
and thugs
and liars
and b****** on the floor making love to my super powers
Yellow sticky dope you screaming: 'You suck"
hours on end, and spelling x** to make my b**** scream
While Paranormal Ox Man's trying to get paid
I'm drawing on the wall by drawing on your face
Can you taste what I mean? Can you taste?
Can you taste m***********?!
Ah the sun's so yellow here
That's not what I was told
The sand makes my throat dry
My skin feels so old
It's warm here but I'm cold
The earth here feels electric
I wish I could go home
This oxygen's pathetic
Spend all my time being cold in the sunshine
f*** psychedelic antidotes
I'll be cold by myself
and the shell round my brain might stretch thin
I'll see colours in the sky for weeks
when the creeps scream
It's gon' be synthesized coming from inside a place
where evil goes to die an' get rebuilt,
I'm coming back a super-Mike
howling at the moon for being grey,
I'm howling at the moon,
I'm howling at you.
I'm talking 'bout dinosaur love
and hugs
and flowers
and pictures on the wall
and dogs
and super powers
Yellow sticky notes screaming: 'be ten thousand tercent'
and spelling FFF, to make my friends laugh
a ninja slug master mass slowly gets a raise
Drawing on the wall, by drawing on your face
Can you taste what I mean? Can you taste?
Can you taste?
-Disco
I'm talking 'bout dinosaur blood
and thugs
and liars
and b****** on the floor making love to my super powers
Yellow sticky dope you screaming: 'You suck"
hours on end, and spelling x** to make my b**** scream
While Paranormal Ox Man's trying to get paid
I'm drawing on the wall by drawing on your face
Can you taste what I mean? Can you taste?
Can you taste?
Super slick slip stream,
Disco with a lazer beam,
Teleport my pencil point,
grips when your s*** squeezed,
happy if you're happy with your desk job,
super hero dinosaur freaking people,
let's start getting evil
Paranormal Ox with my power print socks,
drawing pictures on the wall,
while the universe rots.
Alright, I got that super s***,
dripping from my fingertips,
blacker than the hole that I live in when I get sick of s***
Now!
I got my liquid love flowing with my thug lips,
rapping to the beats of the ocean, now!
b******..
I'm talking 'bout dinosaur blood
and thugs
and liars
and b****** on the floor making love to my super powers
Yellow sticky dope you screaming: 'You suck"
hours on end, and spelling x** to make my b**** scream
While Paranormal Ox Man's trying to get paid
I'm drawing on the wall by drawing on your face
Can you taste what I mean? Can you taste?
Can you taste m***********?!