Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
Meat Puppets
The horizon breaks to pieces
And the mainline is the twilight
And the giant net has a perfect window
Passage through has the ticket screaming
I want a mind
I'll tell you what I find
No severed goddess hand
No plaster in my eye
No picture of a lamb
No goddess hand have I
I'm a picture of a goddess
Of a planet in the window
Through a tiny hole in the giant curtain
I have watched while it stood undressing
I want more eyes
I wanna see more lies
No severed goddess hand
No plaster in my eye
No picture of a lamb
No goddess hand have I
Ahh
In the silence of the neurons
Where the pathway has been printed
There's a gleaming hope for an understanding
Timing's gone and there's been no planning
Two heads, one dream
Two-thirds a crowd it seems
No severed goddess hand
No plaster in my eye
No picture of a lamb
No goddess hand have I
No severed goddess hand
No plaster in my eye
No picture of a lamb
No goddess hand have I