Psychedelic Season

You ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight
And talk to God with your mouth shut tight
I've been drowned in the river and hung by a kite
So don't get scared when you close your eyes

C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season
C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season

Laying in the grass, no pants, watchin' ancient flags
Dance drearily at half mass I see
Birds and bees fly past heaven and hell ain't got no chance with me
Can I get a what what chippin' at the putt putt
You already know my namе
I'm that dump truck driver Rolling four flat tires
Ain't got no guilt and don't show no shame
Six star vеteran on pure ephedrine
I've been around the world and it's all the same
So Tommy get ya shine box punch another time clock
I'm jetty like Andretti crossing all four lanes
Pure sleaze in my Lee's with the peas in the pot
And there ain't no seeds in my tree tops
Suckers want to test me coppers wanna catch me
But all I ever wanted was some Coke and a Pepsi

C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season
C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season

Sit in on the tub half chubbed
Watching purple doves, cry, crimson tears of blood. I see
Golden geese, getting clubbed
Crime and punishment murder in the first degree
Can I get a woo woo hot wiring the deuce Coupe
You will never know my pain
I'm that U2 pilot With a loose screw driver
That's three parts crazy and half insane
Thee incredible streetcar sexual
Top of the mountain, and it ain't no thing
Found another Shylock financing the Pine box
Betting on your pension with all your spare change
On your knees, emcees all the G's on the block
Be watching my back from the see saw
So don't get messy you don't impress me
I'm Jerry Lee Loose, killer king Kong Presley

C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season
C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season

Picture yourself in a big fat crib
With mirrors on the floor and above your bed
Kaleidoscope kicks, running round your head
And on your feet there ain't no threads
Now picture yourself in the ground instead
Where silkworms weave wild, wicked webs
Poisonous spiders glide like Clyde Drex
And there ain't no telling what might come next

C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season
C'mon, lay back
You know it's psychedelic season
C'mon, go back
Cuz it's psychedelic season