Kay Kay And His Weathered Underground
Santa Cruz Lined Pockets
When you look the sky what faces do you see?I see myself looking back vicariouslyThrough dream machinesDeep in my wanderlusting pockets I brought ecstacyBlow our minds baby let's blow our mindsI know we've got the awful bee sting bluesThat's what flashing red and green huesWill do to youI left my soul in an electric church basementThat's why I'm clouded with divine invasionA lot of shit happen underneath the waterline girlFloat on down in my handsAnd when you come on downI hope you'd like to stay aroundInto strange possibilitiesThe darkness in my mere being if only glimpsed peripherallyWell, it's wild but we can see so clearly
From Letras Mania