Manic Summer Song at 0.5 Speed (unstripped version) Lyrics

Wayfaring stranger suckles on a summer fruit

Juice drips down his subtle bony hands

Youthful in his marklessness makes him feel cute

Wild eyed, he cues up the scattered band

A straightedge sheep farmer in a dream he had

Grey matter lump sums and early warning signs

Look at the funny pages like a want ad

Look at her brown eyes just like a straight line

Don't up my dose

I wanna feel my toes

The magic comatose

Are manic in their thoughts, tragic in what they know

A lion is just a cat from out of town

Long hair and muscles just like Jesus Christ

Transistor radio obsessed with Jackson Browne

Another bible belt Sunday with a cocaine vice

Don't up my dose

I wanna feel my toes

The magic comatose

Are manic in their thoughts, tragic in what they know

And so it goes

Birds chirp, the universe imposes

Check your phone in the throes

Volcanic as in hot, Titanic as in froze

Take off your clothes

Sing Southern Outkast prose

The magic comatose

Are manic in their thoughts, tragic in what they know