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See I think drugs have done good things for us, I really do.
And if you don't believe that drugs have done good things for us, do me a favor.
Go home tonight, take all your albums, all your tapes, and all your cds and burn them.
'Cause you know what, the musicians who made all that great music that has enhanced your lives throughout the years?
Real fucking high on drugs.
Today, a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed into a slow vibration. That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death, life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather.
It's not a war on drugs, it's a war on personal freedom is what it is, OK? Keep that in mind at all times, thank you.
Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide and
Comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up and wiping the
Webs and the dew from my withered eye.
In..Out..In..Out..In..Out
A child's rhyme stuck in my head
It said that life is but a dream
I've spent so many years in question
To find I've known this all along.
So good to see you
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?
Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song....
So good to see you.
I've missed you so much,
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Prying open my third eye.(x4)
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
You thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of a dogma
Opened my eye
Opened my eye
Opened my eye....and there we were.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the trail of smoke and reason.
Prying open my third eye.(x10)
And if you don't believe that drugs have done good things for us, do me a favor.
Go home tonight, take all your albums, all your tapes, and all your cds and burn them.
'Cause you know what, the musicians who made all that great music that has enhanced your lives throughout the years?
Real fucking high on drugs.
Today, a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed into a slow vibration. That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death, life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather.
It's not a war on drugs, it's a war on personal freedom is what it is, OK? Keep that in mind at all times, thank you.
Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide and
Comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up and wiping the
Webs and the dew from my withered eye.
In..Out..In..Out..In..Out
A child's rhyme stuck in my head
It said that life is but a dream
I've spent so many years in question
To find I've known this all along.
So good to see you
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?
Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song....
So good to see you.
I've missed you so much,
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?
Prying open my third eye.(x4)
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
You thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of a dogma
Opened my eye
Opened my eye
Opened my eye....and there we were.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the trail of smoke and reason.
Prying open my third eye.(x10)
[edit] Trivia
- The three opening quotes are sampled from the stand up acts of the late comedian Bill Hicks. Bill Hicks was also quoted as saying "Watching television is like taking black spray paint to your third eye" during his stand up act which may be a reason for his quotes being included in the beginning of the song.
- The line "A child's rhyme stuck in my head it said that life is but a dream" refers to the nursery rhyme "Row, row, row your boat, Gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream."
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