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?