Turning back ten thousand years

It’s all a blur where the taxis go

Monster man

A willing friend

Lucy serves the melon cold

 

Oh hey vi vi violent and delicious souls

Ah ah ah ah

 

Four red trucks dressed illegally

Our mother knows how the bugle blows

Hey oh hey hey

 

Gonna get caught

Gonna get caught

Gonna get caught in her rug babe oh oh now

 

This is not a conclusion

No revolution

Just a little confusion on where your head has been

 

Hey hey ya ya yea

 

Boats made out of paper float

Dreams made up for the banana king

Darling

Crumbs you have lapped freely of

How devious we all have been oh yea

 

Vi vi violent and delicious souls

Vi vi violent and delicious souls

Hey ah

This is not a conclusion

No revolution no

Just a little confusion on where your head has been

Yea hey yea hey

 

Ah ah

 

Yea yea yea now

 

Yea na na