Paroles: Ween. Transdermal Celebration.

Transdermal celebration caused a slight mutation in the rift
It's awful domination left the people running for the hills
But the mutants that I see shine their beauty unto me
I wish you could see them

Tectonic tribulation formed a crust of green beyond the reef
Waves fell in formation 'cause the plants to bend
With spiked leaves, I'm growing with the land
Time has taken my hands and let me touch them

Hey, hey, a billion miles to Mark A
Lay on the lawn, he's already home
When the morning ray hits his face

Transdermal celebration, jets flew in formation
I could see them, dropping the crustaceans
Leaving trails of flames in their wake but where
Is the mutation who once told me it was safe? I can't find him