It's funny, it's green. It's churning inside. Whether wanton, mind alive. Letting out those wild desires, in moonlight purple wires. Funny now the shell's goin' flat in super slow motion. What crazed mission to save a cat whose peril is devotion? Running home, no, walking, comfortably and at my own pace. There's a leaflet in my hand and it's staring at my face. Gary's Cut the tribute band and homieless to my left. Garage mud with a heart that's tone deaf, who stole the meth's white heft? Gone in like a second or a skimmereedoo, vague haze and blaze got me under you. Stiffin' six rocks when the candy got dropped, high on the seatop - still the only feeling left. What happened to my? go'on in Nick's rimless hat. It'll rat-a-tat-tat like that when yer thru, and I'll carry you home waAAAASH the devil outta you.