Ubduction Revisited
Rejoice, reborn on a mattress
Not nearly enough room for all who are present
Sensation I shouldn't pretend
Mark on my calendar plans
Marks on my fingers and hands
Can you tell if someone's really been over the rainbow
Who can say why
The detective condemned a silver mine
Where the stars are shown they really shine
Memories mostly trained
Rest be obtained
Sleep is the final frontier
Body alerted in fractions
Please excuse my math, it's a little unclear
In the development stage I must've fell down
Out of the woodwork and into the wood
I drive my hounder on the side of the road
Envy green, anger red, 'cholia blue, happy understood
Rejoice, return of the mattress
Plenty of room for all who are present
Sensation, no need for pretend
Undo my calendar plans
Healing my fingers and hands
I have seen the people coming down over the rainbow
Who can say why
The gumshoe shot down his silver mine
Were the stars too bright for him to buy
Out of the woodwork and into the wood
I drove my hounder on the side of the road
Envy green, anger red, 'cholia blue, violent moods
Out of the woodwork and into the wood
I drove my hounder on the side of the road
Envy green, anger red, 'cholia blue, violent moods
Not nearly enough room for all who are present
Sensation I shouldn't pretend
Mark on my calendar plans
Marks on my fingers and hands
Can you tell if someone's really been over the rainbow
Who can say why
The detective condemned a silver mine
Where the stars are shown they really shine
Memories mostly trained
Rest be obtained
Sleep is the final frontier
Body alerted in fractions
Please excuse my math, it's a little unclear
In the development stage I must've fell down
Out of the woodwork and into the wood
I drive my hounder on the side of the road
Envy green, anger red, 'cholia blue, happy understood
Rejoice, return of the mattress
Plenty of room for all who are present
Sensation, no need for pretend
Undo my calendar plans
Healing my fingers and hands
I have seen the people coming down over the rainbow
Who can say why
The gumshoe shot down his silver mine
Were the stars too bright for him to buy
Out of the woodwork and into the wood
I drove my hounder on the side of the road
Envy green, anger red, 'cholia blue, violent moods
Out of the woodwork and into the wood
I drove my hounder on the side of the road
Envy green, anger red, 'cholia blue, violent moods
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Writer(s): Adam Werven
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