Masterfade

Well, you sure didn't look like you were having any fun
with that heavy-metal gaze they'll have to measure in tons
And when you look up at the sky, all you see are zeros,
and all you see are zeros and ones

You took my hand and led me down to watch a Kewpie Doll parade
and we let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade
It's not that I just didn't care, I must admit I was afraid,
and I'm awfully glad my finger's resting gently on the masterfade

Masterfade, I could've played along
Masterfade, oh, I could've played Mahjong,
but it just takes too long,
and I just can't remember which way the east wind blows

Does it matter if we're all matter?
What's the matter? Does it matter
if we're matter, oh, when we're done,
when the sky is full of zeros and ones?

I saw you standing all alone in the electrostatic rain
I thought at last I'd found a situation you can't explain
With GPS, you know it's all just a matter of degrees
Your happiness won't find you underneath that canopy of trees

And if the green grass is six and the soybeans are seven,
the June bugs are eight, the weeds and thistles are eleven
The ones just hold their place, zeros make a smiley face
when they come floating down from the heavens

You took my hand and led me down to watch a Papillon parade
and we let the kittens lick our hair and drank our chalky lemonade
You squeezed my hand and told me softly that I shouldn't be afraid, no,
'cause all the while, your finger's resting gently on the masterfade

Masterfade, oh no, I could've played along
Masterfade, no, no, I could've played Mahjong, but it just takes too long,
and who the hell can remember which way the east wind blows
when you're lying on the ground, staring up at that inverted compass?

I mean, Christ, who knows?