[ Featuring The New Disease ]
Pan-chromatic nightmares
I can see your kingdom
With temporal forests pining
Amorphous angels signing
Autographs while dining
Charismatic peons
I can steal the sun now
Happy psycho synthesized
& Helter-skelter recognized
In global markets hypnotized
Stolen shadows, stolen lives
I can hear the screen door slam
While Bible Belts are hissing
At naked children pissing
Mama, she ain't listening
Sanitized spirits
I can see them turn to stone
For a corporation handshake
In a Dalified landscape
Don't forget the handbrake...
When we finally make it home
When we finally make it home
When we finally make it home
When we finally make it home
When we finally make it home
When we finally make it home
When we finally make it home
When we finally make it home
