Dirt Island Tunnel Lyrics

No dream can compare

What wait for you there

Blow the cartridge

Lost my conscience

Kodak flash

Ghost bombed it

Out of sight, out of mind

Is the starship

Known comet

Since heritage native

Florida State Seminole

Psilocybe cubensis

Edibles

In the eye of my city

Of Hurricanes, Marlins

Prowling panthers

Silent dolphins

Leaving rats dizzy

Smelling for some Gruyere

Okay

No grilled cheese n

Tomato soup for you

Today

You got skills on the ukulele

All Aloha til you mess with a Haole

who thinks he's a

Aleister Crowley

Aura all gnarly

Trying to be your colleague

Claiming nirvana

People coughing

No comment

Based on his features

you can tell hes a smeagol

I bet some succubus

Overfill

His little teacup

Crunchy like a Keebler

On the leather seat

A nice heater

Lord of the Rings

Shining light

On the peasantries

There's an island

Called Hawaii

Tank top mischief Cuban

Rarely the one who's talked about

Rather be Jiraiya, pervert toad sage

Setting liquor shots on fire

Outrun the grid, Morpheus, virtual attire

Dimensional canopies of high frequencies

Fiddling transmissions, changing the spectrum

Analysis, spirits with affliction

Gets the kicking, drifting turn 7

Backspin skyline, stick shifting

Scuttlebutt projector, Dolby IMAX

Hidden picture of a sailboat

Must have missed the climax

Plots to frame the boomer, he'll catch the wind

Scooner, big presence of a culprit

Blame Jupiter

Lose an eyeball with a spoon

John Wick, killing buffoons

Megalodon sees food, limbs are getting chewed

Body washes ashore in Oahu

During a festive pot roast

Even your corpse is being rude

You wear

Hawaii