Death Trip

Okay quiet please
From the top

So now we're on a death trip
Listen to the blood drip
Oozing from a curled lip
Ever thought of dying slowly
Ever thought of dying totally unholy

Someone's trying to fool us
Maybe it's your daughters
Can you hear the Walrus
Offering a sad solution
He's calling out for teenage revolution
And can you think of one good reason to remain?
To remain?
To remain?
To remain?

To you aficionados
Fooling with bravado
Keep me on my guard-o
Cause a consciousness explosion
It's getting difficult to keep my mind in motion

Images of sunshine
Things to make the words rhyme
Let me die in eight time
Let me write a tale to no-one
Let me write a tale to make you think you're someone
Can you think of one good reason to remain?
To remain?
To remain?
To remain?

We'll grow Sweet Ipomoea
To make us feel much freer
Then take a pinch of Schemeland
And turn it into Dreamland

Softly Lautrec she whispered in awe
Build me a picture of children at war

We'll grow Sweet Ipomoea
To make us feel much freer
Then take a pinch of Schemeland
And turn it into Dreamland

Softly Lautrec she whispered in awe
Build me a picture of children at war

We'll grow Sweet Ipomoea
To make us feel much freer
Then take a pinch of Schemeland
And turn it into Dreamland

Softly Lautrec she whispered in awe
Build me a picture of children at war
Softly Lautrec she whispered in awe
Build me a picture of children at war
Softly Lautrec she whispered in awe
Build me a picture of children at war

All the boys say run like a chicken man
You'll take a whipping man
Son son son

All the boys say run like a chicken man
You'll take a ticket man
Son son son

So now we're on a death trip
Listen to the blood drip
Oozing from a curled lip
Ever thought of dying slowly
Ever thought of dying totally unholy
Can you think of one good reason to remain?
To remain?
To remain?
To remain?
To remain?
To remain?