I can have my cherries and you can have you real
And we can screw in lava 'till the gods lick at our heels
We were born in oil a million years ago
And we can push the buttons of the come that makes us go
Makes us go, makes us go, makes us go
When I spoke with Saturn, he told me I was gone
But I can't lick eruption when my pulls tells me it's strong There's a tiny
little monkey, he lives inside my head
He whispers on your mind in sleeps and tucks you into bed
In your bed, in your bed, in your bed
I can smell invasion, red excited mind
I can see a general dropping into flaming pines
We just plugged forever, we just saved the day
Kiss your little self for me, everything's ok
It's ok, it's ok, it's ok
