let's get down to the funky funky beat can you understand the heat where my nice shoes and my top hat want to see her she says shes a blast I met her in speech class it started super fast next thing you know were smokin to think about past it was suppose to last and I trip when I'm slow,cause I'm thinking about her it's making wanna go now shes gone far away I let her go it's the news of the day isnt that crazy my heart is stone and is ready to discinacrate why'd I do this I tell myself now your gone and I focus on my wealth this hippie girl I once new, opened a path to the falling truth grab these feelings and round them up like a bug trap it will get flamed up destroy the healings starting from the top because this feeling is way over its mark test the meaning of the ceiling in the sky gliding real fly oh my can I see the towns below me and your the one need but I go by and not think,about the days we were in sync I start to decrease and shrink all way back to earth in its interlink so when I talk all about you I just want you to know its both evil and good for you we need the minesweeper to control the mind so you forgot all those nasty times like a mime I do my work not speaking but somehow making it work dont talk like your larger than earth your so small you like a little smurf so the next time I think of you I'll smoke my bowl so I'll never tell you the truth is it love or is hate a deciding factor would be impossible to correlate test the systems the metaphors all this meaning but not quite sure what for it's all a trap love is a tactic to buy your own wallet and I sigh for the weak but the system once took me and never let me sleep now sittin wondering why, why I was so stupid to believe such a lie not a feeling it is to believe just a meaning for a day of holiday.