The Skin Surf

That's too many for one head
Free radicals got me wondering
There's no trace of science fiction around
Far too usual
I went out of my way
To find out something strange
And outside of space
So unusual
Trees are smarter when they transmit
The sound of our dispatchers
Signals strung out when it's dancing
Around plastic branches
All my friends will try and say
All the time was wasted for nothing
You would only have tasted
The skin's surface
It goes deep
Heads are frozen
Cryo frozen
Along five billion buckets
Of sauce and water
We're not fucking around
Bored of waiting
So I went out of my way
To find out something strange
And outside of space
So unusual
Gone is our way in
What is intangible
Still
Waiting up all night
It is impossible
All my friends will try and say
All my friends will try and say