Meth Of A Rockette's Kick

Mounds of feeble trouble drop from the skies
 I've seen an ailing nothing where the outer space lies
 Powder kegs and marbles turn from grey to green eyes
 I won't be sentimental
 Stay at a hospital tonight
 Hydrophonic sonic rhymes
 Submerge me in the water until I'm free of all crimes
 Brussel propulsive healthy mouses
 Gurgle in slime
 And fondle all the fishes and make them all cheer up
 Rage in their souls gotta be controlled
 I'm often confused
 Waves in the pool
 Burr in my side
 Make it come back
 You make it connect
 You make it come true
 And that's it
 Holes in my head
 I'm holding my head
 And it's slow motion blues
 I'm free
 I'm free
 I'm free
 Cutting burned spiders
 Worshipping twine
 Laughing out the sugars in the sticky strange shrine
 Drinking mountain cider by the suicide mines
 I want to be fighter when the pilot's not lit up
 Screaming, sucking, slurping chimes
 It often makes me wonder if we'll be through in time
 (???) boces
 Gurgle in grime
 Shoot it like a loon until you make the skin clear up
 Rage in the soul gotta be controlled
 And I'm often confused
 Often confused
 Waves in the water
 Burr in my side
 Make it come back
 You make it connect
 You make it come true
 And that's it
 Holes in my head
 I'm holding my head
 And it's coming from you
 I'm free
 I'm free
 I'm free
 Make it come back
 You make it connect
 You make it come true
 And that's it
 Holes in my head
 I'm holding my head
 And it's slow motion blues
 I'm free
 I'm free
 I'm free
 I'm free
 I'm free
 I'm free
 I'm free