Check it, yo, I always hit the with the rough road styles You heard the and ya came from miles Keep my rhymes like a Guinness brew So you call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangier's And now I'm on a soul safari with my Beatnik Analog and a little distortion Smokin' on you could say I'm scorchin' (Smokin' on suckers?)
I never the type to brag but beware I'll a man burn his draft card like it was Hair Send ya up the river like you lookin' for I got the mugwump jism up in every
I always hit the when I'm going to shoot So you can call me William Tell or Agent Cooper to Mr. Mojo on the case again So tell your and your sister and your sister's friends
Like an running low on dust I'm bug powder itchin' and it can't be Inter zone and I'm off to Annexia I gotta get a typewriter sexier (Tight of dyslexia?)
My name is Justin and that's all it And I'll be spittin' wicked like it ain't for this shit of the Holy like Jimmy Page But the song remains the so I'm stuck in a rage
Just like Jane when going to Spain I think I'm going away tomorrow, a fool in the rain Light up the candles and bless the I'm paranoid, snow blind, just a meat fool
Bug dust an' mugwump jism And the wild boys 'round Inter zone trippin' Letter to control the Big Brother (Led into control, learning to control, to control) Try hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an' mugwump And the wild boys runnin' 'round Inter trippin' Letter to control about the Big (Led into control, learning to control, to control) Try hard to not blow my cover
been a fake and I'm never phony I got more flavor the packet in macaroni Rock drippin' from my vowel I've got the soul of the sixties like Howl
Shootin' mad ball and I'm always you to the hole and I'm surely hoopin' Top of the pops the Lulu's show I'll take a walk on Abbey Road with my shoes (Shoes off, so, of soul?)
I got a splinter though, damn, you man it hurt I got a sandwich from Men at Work I keep minds in line, but sublimes, So when you search you find something like a mine
A psychedelic meanderings in the I got a patter, patter anyplace I roam for the sun on a Spanish caravan Solar eclipse and I'm feeling like man
Bug dust an' mugwump jism And the wild boys 'round Inter zone trippin' Letter to control about the Big (Led control, learning to control, Lenin to control) Try like hard to not blow my
Bug powder an' mugwump jism And the wild boys 'round Inter zone trippin' Letter to about the Big Brother (Led control, learning to control, Lenin to control) Try like hard to not my cover
Who's man in the windowpane Got somethin' on his tongue and startin' to stain Sho' nuff so wop an' get down Step up on my ladder and get beat down
Hash bar style so I'm day glow Wakin' up the dead Serpent and the Rainbow Jeff roll me another hay The Fish that Saved with Dr. J
Shockin' ass like a faulty vibrator Hear me now, but you'll get the vibe later Who knows where the wind blows Que sera sera just leave it Great Space Coaster up the town [unverified]
Makin' with my man Dr. Shrinker Pass the hookah, down the pillows on the ceiling, blow rings that billow Kick off the shoes and your feet Now roll up your sleeves for this treat
Bug dust an' mugwump jism And the wild boys runnin' 'round Inter trippin' to control about the Big Brother (Led into control, to control, Lenin to control) Try like hard to not my cover
Bug powder dust an' mugwump And the wild boys runnin' 'round zone trippin' Letter to control the Big Brother (Led into control, learning to control, to control) Try like hard to not my cover