the darkest slumber Boiling to the surface A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense to the low life A looking in view too
trees are fangs of transiency The demons forge hammers and nails He will travel all the ways That lead to the unknown lands Time has distorted his view
he will be On the phone The world has left alone... He will travel all the ways That lead to the unknown lands Time has distorted his view An amen in
The demons forge hammers and nails When the sirens sing again... He will travel all the ways That lead to the unknown lands Time has distorted his view
space attacks the master race My profession that is the most 'Cos you're the listener and I'm the humble host So welcome to the distorted alternative view
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby collecting clothes Moonshine washing line, they suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror distorted view See
Hook: Pressure (Suffa)] (A B-Boy, the force in my soul is sonic) "Distortion, distortion" (A B-Boy, the force in my soul is sonic) "Distortion, distortion
wait The wait The wait The wait After awakening The silence grows The screams subside Distortion shows Mutant thoughts Of bad mouthed news Just another birth Of distorted views
it sets Come try it a second time I can feel it move Up into my head It is ? Panic in my head I feel it coming all Taking over view Oh please not tonight
Trapped in a box of tremendous size It distorts my vision, it closes my eyes Attracts filthy flies and pollutes in the skies Sucks up our lives and
Trapped in a box of tremendous size It distorts my vision, it closes my eyes Attracts filthy flies and pollutes in the skies Sucks up our lives and proliferates
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines they suit him fine On the wall hung a tall mirror distorted view, see through
