You can't sell me incense    My world smells good enough to eat    So let's not eat, just smell the good and longing    Not owning    We'll circle like insects    Incensing the grieve liquored herd    Have you heard an encouraging word from them    They pretend       To be so above it all    Or so they would have you think    I think, no one thinks at all       You might show some interest    You're world looks good enough to eat    I see the ghost of a better world    Living in the disbelief in ghosts    Everyone tells me they're crazy    Well crazy people aren't so fucking boring    Wake me when your through being cool, cause I'm snoring    And hoping       To see you beside yourself    Show me the rose stuff of you    Would you    Do it for yourself       Or for me    We both need a change    Your fear or normalcy is hardly strange    Let's be freaks, plain clothes police    Let's be deliberate, because it's obvious to me    Weird is pretty obvious       So color me obvious    I just want to be happy half the time    And blue only when I have the time