And with these humble ToolsWe can trigger any Emotion we chooseBut we'll Just settle to Pump out Repeated Relics Diluted with TimeYou see the Airways are clogged upBut the Fickle they lap it up, lap it upThey Need to be drowned in CondimentsAnd left to Ponder SenseWarm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Warm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Snap back to Reality
The Turbulence is blowing us from Side to Side
But no matter how hard you try
Surrounded by cannon fodder inundated with
Stagnant soundsYou see the Airways are clogged up
But the Fickle they lap it up, lap it up
They Need to be drowned in Condiments
And left to Ponder SenseWarm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Warm Smiles, they do not make you welcome here
Transformation in progress
Transformation completeLightning Strikes
A Flash Flood of Colour
I can't stand the Heat