Orders from the home planet

Virgin Births, Natural Disasters. Our life style is corrosive, blackened and fractured. Where's the love, wheres the logic. Ten year old kids in group homes dead in closets. Where the one you love, alone and restless. So go where the fire is, go where the light is. Psychadelic oddessy, can I see where your mind is. Stand up, sit down. Find a beauty Queen and stick around. Wheres the Baseball Bat, wheres the Crown. I went on a spiritual journey and scum is all I found. So jump off, lay down. Who the fuck told you you were down. Go home all alone and nurture yo mind. Who the fuck told you its cool to serve time. Glem the cube, carress the rude. Find the one who raped your sister and bury that fool. Write a letter, start a fire. Pull out your left eye with invisible plyers. Walk in the desert, learn to see again. Figure out why they revere PEYOTE's name friend. Build a bridge, love your kids. Grow some taste, work towards a home base. Love your girl right to the end of your days. Ghosts walk in the twilight. Use your eyes right. No one else own's your mind... ...right? Go on a dream walk to see the golden tower cause you know dead bodies grow beatuful flowers.