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grouce - steampunk lyrics

no this is isn’t g-funk, this is just a beat
that i like to call steampunk, made it in my sleep
i used to be a mean drunk, drinkin’ like a tree trunk
every other week, before
i found that magic mushrooms in a cup of tea
is all i really need with two hits of lsd
i must admit its been fun, rockin like a steampunk pirate on the sea

can you see the parade rearrange all around you
its all a game for the brain, thinkin’ “how true!”
as soon as you think there’s no round two
here comes something new, out of the blue
in and around you
count to infinity plus one
when you finish you will get the chance to walk with us, son
bus 1-0-6-0-6 wants to take you to a place full of schitzo pr-cks
the acid makes me really placcid
makes my w-lly flaccid, takes a silly b-st-rd
to take a silly hazard and blow it all out of proportion
i don’t know why my mother chose to not have an abortion
a torsion field will build you up a portion
of energy before the cemetery becomes your home
so just go and throw caution to the wind
and when you’re near the end and think how much you have sinned?
its like…

before i enter the room, i’ll be talkin’ to doors
when i get on the shrooms, you’ll find me walkin’ on walls
im stuck inside of a kaleidoscope
all because i tried to find a wider scope
to expand my views, pick and choose just one outcome
and watch it manifest while you’re screamin’ “how come!”
a victim of circ-mstance
locked at a freak show in circus lands
im a nervous man’s worst nightmare
im gonna make sure the surface spans the first sight where –
you see me pull the horizon wide open
and make it go and swallow the sun with time broken
anything esoteric is esoterica
they’re gonna need more than god to bless america
cause when i get to the top of the hill
i’ll bump into god, get him poppin’ a pill

you wanna have a sook, here’s a napkin, sook
im off to explore like captain cook
or more like freud, an all-night void
away from the safe side of foresight, boy!
of course i joined to find joy, was by choice
the dark side was in need of the right voice
i like to lie back as i rejoice
with my man’s absinthe, pan’s labyrinth
is where i go, there are no
shortcuts to be sure, kuz, scared to know
or find out cause to try might mean
gettin’ stuck inside the wall inside the mind, ive seen –
in my dreams – the white beings
made up out of light beams, the sight seems – highly irregular
there’s never a night that i don’t see them
leadin’ me to a fight for my freedom
treatin’ me with the knowledge of colleges, yo
i’ll eat an orange with porridge in cottages, so
pick a number and run with it bro
no wonder im known not to be someone to know
comin’ to go…

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