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Paroles: Stuart Davis. The Late Stuart Davis. Anesthesia Necrophilia.


Daddy built a droid and named it Wisdom
stuck it in a steel balloon
taught it how to spit out ones and zeros

said it's gonna colonize the moon

I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding

mother made an alter in the garden
out of bones and feathers
she'll be sacrificing something
said it's gonna change the weather

I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding
have a little anesthesia
I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding
dig a bit of necrophilia
anesthesia, necrophilia

but we pilgrims do forget

how a world is born
god just gags on emptiness
till It throws up form

I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding

we get baptized in a bathtub
full of antiseptic
we're submerged in analgesics

till we just forget it

I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding
have a little anesthesia
I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding
dig a bit of necrophilia
anesthesia, necrophilia

you cracked that void
and let it leak
such a pervert
playing hiding and seek

who wandered off from home
and ate the map
now beg yourself
to take you back

spitting out white noise
digging those black holes
shove that shovel
into what unfolds...

is but a laugh attack
about the fact it never happens
as the cause of all confusion
is the clues are all illusion

I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding
have a little anesthesia
I mean it, I mean it
I'm kidding
dig a bit of necrophilia
anesthesia, necrophilia

anesthesia-rock n' roll a'

necrophilia-coca--cola
c'mon, c'mon you know you wanna cuz
Godhead gives good phenomena