The Dead Shakers - Telepathy Lyrics

I am the moon
I am the tall grass
I am the harvest
I am the tall grass
I am nothing
I am the gravel
I am the air conditioner
Unit
(Unintelligible)
Ha!
I am the moon
I am the Peavy twisting
Mark five
Mister Slim's inverter
Sweltering
Looking down at me
Sweltering
Looking down
And the lake is freezing
Glistening
Like some electric wide Mitsubishi
Like some looking down at me from the basement corner
I am twisting electric angels in your heart dancing
I am the tall grass harvest moon
Blowing cold air (no concrete)
I am the moon
Blowing warm air
I am the harvest
Mission in your mind
Nothing
I am the lake
Between
I am the tall grass
And the anchor chain
That rattles
I am the harvest
I am the moon
From your heart
I am the tall grass

From your heart, I am you
Green light says it's working
Pavement concrete gravel
Red light says the same
And you are here anymore
You are
Twisting
Upstairs hearing the payment
And the stink of (unintelligible) amplifiers sitting on the ground
Surrounded by amplifiers, and the lights from the ceiling
Disappears too late if you are not around
How could it come to this?
O am the moon
Stonewall companion I am the stars
I am the heavens
I am the sequence
I am the angels
I am the draft pipe
I am the celestial
I am the slow
Interfering signal from your homemade radio
To the bottom, to the bottom of the lake
Mister Slim's inverter, inverting cold air
I am the radio cold air of the baseball game
Coming through your electric energy microphone
Cold air energy cold air orb cold air coming into me
Coming through your amplifier
Through your Peavy
Green light says it's on and
In your childhood bedroom
The red light says the same
(Unintelligible resonance)
Home
It's a mark five bass cab four hundred series
I am
Sleeping
She tall grass concrete moon harvest gravel
Sleeping all day in your mind
I don't want no mark five Peavy
Bass cab