Eyeballs float in wet green grass
I got a chainsaw motor that's filled with rain, proof
When it sings like bach with eyes all bulging
When the pink sun drops the eyelids fold
While I'm in deep REM sleep or twilight zones
I take a freight elevator and press fast forward
I get to grind these teeth and beat through time
If I could bring things back they'd be that WILDWhen I saw the future the Geeks were rightEgghead boys with thin white legs
They got modified features with software brains
But that's what the girls like, the geeks were rightWhen I saw the future the Geeks were rightPredator skills, chemical wars, plastic islands at sea
Watch what the humans ruin with machinesEyeballs float in wet green grass
I'm in a chainsaw choir and dreams
That bend that let me cut through time and stretch out bach
I make the dry eyes roll and wet eyes cross
While I'm in deep REM sleep or twilight zones
I take the freight elevator and press fast forward
So I can grind these teeth and beat through time
If I could bring things back they'd be that wildWhen I saw the future the Geeks were right
Songwriters
QUEME, ALAIN EMMANUEL / HOEFFEL, CHRISTOPH ALEXANDERPublished by
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