Nose cannot smell an eyeball
But eyes can feel a nose.
Mystic say the bible
is God wearing paper clothes.
Don't you wanna sit in a hight chair
climb up the gravity stairs?
Don't you wanna sit in a high-high chair
where time cannot interfere?
Jesus was a baby.
Adam had sex with Eve.
When you make a baby you
Spray your geometry.
When you're having a baby you're
Giving birth to me
Arms are too shirt, the legs are too white
And time is just a fantasy
One, two, five...
One, two, five...
Death to my soul...
Cause my soul doesn't know my name.
Hells yeah
I'm polluting again.
Time can be an anarchist.
Time can be a chair.
Some people try to kill me, but
There's no death inside of there
You can go for a flying rug-ride of
Scale of the map
But lamp is five-dimensional
And the chair is made of wax.
