... i can't feel my legs!
(hey, you like acid little boy?)
hey put the fireplace on

alright... here we go
get up to get down now (x4)
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried

okay...
the moments were subtle but unstolen and guess who owns 'em
no friendly non-threatening corporate lacky mucks in the totem
lucy was in the sky with diamonds, five dollars to hold 'em
the summer beneath these pac-man's with acid behind his molars
little white tab hollerin', little white flag wagglin'
inorganic pat on back, trim the panic flat on back
back-to-back with mad hatter magic
rabid mastif collabrative splatter bachelor fabric
fatter with cabbage patch lit
dark days banded louie-louie park blaze
chemically bent-up but eager the crash for that 1-2-3 repeater
good morning vietnam, whose couch is this?
whose house is this? who are you down with bitch?
sorry dog, i dreamt the foulest shit
there was this rabbit foot talisman drowning out of my armspan
what's fouler was the other farmhands growing gills and shark fangs
what's fouler was my torso stripped to ribbons in the marshlands
but i'm up now, lets get this windowpane and shut the fuck down
down by the river where the litter sits
and lionheart critters smoke dope and act like illiterates
i ran with a brat-pack of loose bolts and high social maladjustments
sacred, numb and boundless went to same proto called cookie
well, i was dummy to some when my tongue was cradled
and my skin looks crazy, pocketbook mirror courtesy amy
theres spiders in the mattress, paisley sunglasses dilated eyes green
ice grill that could burn through your picture-in-picture widescreen
poison late-late shows starring Aes and his jigsaw face
twelve hour solid gold entertainment
other shit to sell from other ships that they sell DD paper
space invader, this one's for the labor days work for rent and rolling papers
only the illest beats leak absurdly out the boombox
the daytripper anthem goes 'wake, drop, walk to aquarium'
whistle while you work like a canary lung
all work and no play makes jack a dull boy to carry drugs
i sorta see it as my last blast summer
skateboards and sloppy psychedelics in big numbers
good times, good people... all airbrushed on a collapsable easel
peace man, easy

(L-S-D, L-S-D, L-S-D...)
and i knew the permanency would drift
and i knew the pH balance wasn't right
and i knew the crash and burn, how to caress it
LSD, flash the message
and i knew the gash wasn't gonna stop bleeding
and i knew the pH balance wasn't right
and i knew how september would then affect it... LSD
(acting differently after you hear it)

lazy summer days
like some decrepit land shark dumb luck squad dog lurks sicker diluted
last sturdy domino leads secluded don't let stupid delusions lessen
super duty labor student dragnet lifer solutions
daddy loves sloppy dimension like son-daughter links
such determinated leopards successfully dishevled
little soldiers developed like serpents despite life sentence
ducking lemmings some don't like sobriety's dirty lenses
some do let sleeping dogs lie still dont look so damn lackluster
suck defeat love some damage load sample delete
late show dave letterman shitty diner lip slide dutch
low self discipline leader seek dat lung self destruct
life sucks dickhead lost summers display
laminate showcasing difinity live system difinitive
litergies soaked depict lowly spectacular delight
... why what kind of LSD you like?
your lizard king has spoken, all hail
you in the back - get 'em up, those trails aren't necessarily bumped
summertime, some will try to re-capture the same flag
but i play it smart and recognize the summertime passed

(L-S-D, L-S-D, L-S-D)
look here... flash the mesage (x3)

like this now...
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it
i don't wanna do it anymore
couldn't do it if i tried
wouldn't do it if i wanted it

get up to get down now (x4)