Lyrics
mushroom’s red is blooming
breath of ether, tongue touching
soon to be a shaking
the 3 stooges come to fix the plumbing
mind’s doors are a shutting
tunnel vision rushing
cold sweat is drowning
Ray’s famous egg cream hurling
no more feeling
no more hurting
no one watching
Beowulf hard rock singing
what’s on the ceiling?
down the arm a running?
standing, reeling
this close to the story’s ending
