ENTER THE EXTRAS remote viewing Improvise Santa Maria Enter the extras - exit the womb Met a ghost of the holy host with a cross for a needle in the eye Raise a toast and raise it high Fit better battle to keep far from feeble Read all about it The newsstands are crowded with eyes so blind Feel better about it in warm womb when fetal We’ll meet in the middle or won’t meet at all Well why’s he talking if there’s nobody who cares what he’s saying And why’s he acting like we have nothing that he can’t resolve Disappoint by the way you feel because you can’t lift every hand from the grave You’ll need that grip you earned with carpenter’s arm (well scratch that itch) Strike that whip you’re known the thread with a needle This feels like a test, but I could be wrong I’m doing my best, but not good enough Watch the socket - try to block it, Or electrocute little fingers that feel a little too close to home Born with needs that can’t be seized by bodies desperate to settle Take the lead and then accept it to be existential Well who’s to know the way back home if you have to get their on your own And knowing where it starts or it ends If it starts and it ends Is this the start or the end?

Lyrics were never completed for this track.

Lyrics were never completed for this track.

Lyrics were never completed for this track.

Lyrics were never completed for this track. A scratch vocal version is available somewhere.

Lyrics were never completed for this track.

Lyrics were never completed for this track.

Lyrics were never completed for this track.

Lyrics were never completed for this track.