Kung Pao Heat Death or a smidgeon of your sage advice Lyrics

Faces of the moon see faces on your phone screen i don't have no bad time spinning what i dont see

Everybodys listening everybodys talking i dont hear a word theyre saying people in your bad dream

People huffing jenkem chuffing mint chewing gum indians and pilgrims aliens and cowboys

Ogre girls and orc boys beezus and ramona guardians of gahoole fungal fennel kernel

When the sun sets over the city the masons roll in the shriners roll in i will wait for you the sidewalks still warm the sidewalks still warm all your little passwords

Password jamiroquai riding synthetic high smoking spice and k2 listening to u2

Bono on my ipod the edge is my guitar god little shredders worldwide little charmers bedside

Faces on your phonescreen doing what you cant see meddling behind close doors tapping on your glass eye

Tiny hands wrapped around your bones a thousand years from now checking my inbox again frying chicken kung pao

And the parade leaves the city the masons roll out the shriners roll out i will wait for you the sidewalks still warm the sidewalks still warm all your little puzzles