Scrub Up Too Bad

This is no
This is no
No psychological destruction of a princess
Busy teasing her hair like a metal band

Then we break down to small ecologies
Try to decide the princess and I
Who's the greatest martyr in our tiny tribe

It's one heavy fairytale we're living man
Same long road that spans
An age beyond our own

The Garden is as far from touch
As it's ever been
Floating quick-sand still, carefully
A treasure lost deep in a silent sea

You don't scrub up too bad at all
You just get better
You've got to

All through this age of translucency
We meditate on our mantras endlessly

Zeros and ones repeating on infinitely
Summarize the acts on our stage
So much the same
It could fit into one short day

You don't scrub up too bad at all
You just get better
You've got to

How long's my denial?
A newly polished you
It just gets better
It's got to

How long's my denial?
A newly polished you
You just get better
You've got to



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Anthony Mitchell
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