Check it, yo, I always hit the with the rough road styles You heard the psychedelic and ya came miles Keep my thick like a Guinness brew So you could 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 reel and a little distortion Smokin' on somethin's you say I'm scorchin' (Smokin' on suckers?)
I never been the to brag but beware make 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 verse
I hit the apple 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 mother and your sister and your sister's
Like an exterminator running low on I'm bug powder itchin' and it can't be Inter trippin' and I'm off to Annexia I gotta get a that's sexier (Tight of dyslexia?)
My is Justin and that's all that's it And I'll be spittin' rhymes wicked it ain't for this shit Houses of the Holy like Page But the song the same so I'm stuck in a rage
like Jane when she's going to Spain I think I'm going away tomorrow, just a fool in the Light up the candles and bless the I'm paranoid, snow blind, just a black fool
Bug powder dust an' mugwump And the boys runnin' 'round Inter zone trippin' to control about the Big Brother (Led into control, learning to control, to control) Try like to not blow my cover
Bug powder an' mugwump jism And the wild boys runnin' 'round Inter zone Letter to control the Big Brother (Led into control, learning to control, to control) Try like to not blow my cover
Never a fake and I'm never phony I got more than the packet in macaroni Rock drippin' from my every I've got the soul of the sixties like Howl
Shootin' mad and I'm always jukin' Take you to the and I'm surely hoopin' Top of the pops like the Lulu's I'll take a walk on Road with my shoes unsold (Shoes off, so, of soul?)
I got a splinter though, damn, you man it hurt I got a Vegemite sandwich from Men at I minds in line, but time sublimes, So when you search you find something like a mine
A psychedelic in the poem I got a patter, patter anyplace I roam Waiting for the sun on a Spanish Solar and I'm feeling like starin' man
Bug powder dust an' jism And the wild runnin' 'round Inter zone trippin' Letter to about the Big Brother (Led control, learning to control, Lenin to control) Try hard to not blow my cover
Bug powder dust an' mugwump And the wild boys runnin' 'round zone trippin' Letter to about the Big Brother (Led control, learning to control, Lenin to control) Try like hard to not blow my
Who's that man in the Got somethin' on his and it's startin' to stain nuff equip so wop an' get down Step up on my ladder and you'll get beat
Hash bar style so I'm singin' day Wakin' up the dead Serpent and the Rainbow Jeff roll me another hay The Fish that Saved with Dr. J
Shockin' your ass like a faulty Hear me now, but you'll get the vibe later Who knows where the wind blows Que sera just leave it alone Space Coaster toast up the town [unverified]
Makin' with my man Dr. Shrinker Pass the hookah, down the pillows Cloth on the ceiling, blow that billow Kick off the and relax your feet Now roll up your sleeves for lyrical treat
Bug powder an' mugwump jism And the wild boys runnin' 'round zone trippin' Letter to about the Big Brother (Led control, learning to control, Lenin to control) Try like hard to not blow my
Bug dust an' mugwump jism And the wild runnin' 'round Inter zone trippin' Letter to about the Big Brother (Led into control, to control, Lenin to control) Try hard to not blow my cover