The eye is a tongue that crawls through cerebral gyri
Shimming baboon you're
Doomed and gloomed to
Fill your hollow skies
Fly high run far
Fetch' Matereal
Crown you an imbecile
The eye is a tongue that crawls through cerebral gyri
Cerebral gyri crawled by a tongue that is actually an eye
Mustach in bloom and
That auroral dense perfume
And a flickering despise
(You better) rub those eyes
And realize the actual size
And how the sunset
Crowns the day
The eye is a tongue that crawls through cerebral gyri
Cerebral gyri crawled by a tongue that is actually an eye
One look and it'll suck you dry