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Ran the red lightCross the tracksInto trouble and never coming backPay my nickle and dimeFor a one way fareNever coming back. I don't care, I don't care, I swear!Dream a sacred dreamA nightmare sweat and screamA futile desire, smack realityJoin the unsound for awhileAnd dine on the pain of the grieversAns knock contempt from non-believersAnd swear on the god you never believedAns send them to an early grave decievedBecause you never understood their courseSo with your piece you'll show no remorseAnd no repent for the innocent and spryTook a wrong turn at Alburquerque, now die!Ducks, and bugs, and sticks, and pricksAnd Mighty Mouse is in my houseAs a dog named Frenchy licks my tongueAnd your TB tears out my lungsThe paranoid void I try to eschewAs my vomit becomes my stewConvulsions on the floor at America's StoreIt's where we all shopAnd where my life seemed to stopI've got virtual realityWith a kaleidoscope of trepidationMy body is freezing coldLike an Alaskan vacationThe boogeyman of dreadHe lives inside my headHe constantly tells me what to doHe says I should murder and maim youAs my loveAs my lifeAs my fearAs my painAs my friendsAll run through my veinsLook at meI reflect a failureI'm to success what Kansas is to a sailorI steal your money to make my illusionIt's all part of the grand scheme of my collusion
Ran the red lightCross the tracksInto trouble and never coming backPay my nickle and dimeFor a one way fareNever coming back. I don't care, I don't care, I swear!Dream a sacred dreamA nightmare sweat and screamA futile desire, smack realityJoin the unsound for awhileAnd dine on the pain of the grieversAns knock contempt from non-believersAnd swear on the god you never believedAns send them to an early grave decievedBecause you never understood their courseSo with your piece you'll show no remorseAnd no repent for the innocent and spryTook a wrong turn at Alburquerque, now die!Ducks, and bugs, and sticks, and pricksAnd Mighty Mouse is in my houseAs a dog named Frenchy licks my tongueAnd your TB tears out my lungsThe paranoid void I try to eschewAs my vomit becomes my stewConvulsions on the floor at America's StoreIt's where we all shopAnd where my life seemed to stopI've got virtual realityWith a kaleidoscope of trepidationMy body is freezing coldLike an Alaskan vacationThe boogeyman of dreadHe lives inside my headHe constantly tells me what to doHe says I should murder and maim youAs my loveAs my lifeAs my fearAs my painAs my friendsAll run through my veinsLook at meI reflect a failureI'm to success what Kansas is to a sailorI steal your money to make my illusionIt's all part of the grand scheme of my collusion