Night of The Star Child's Funk - kay kay and his weathered underground

The neighborhood, is battered from the day

My resting place securely locked, where I can stay awake

Why yesterday, the kids were taken home on the 15, yeah

Their mother’s couldn’t be there

'cause they’re stuck in traffic

Late to the meetings

Whoa-oh, can’t you feel it in your bones?

Oh, don’t you feel the same?

I’m just that loner that can’t seem to place

The dreams and visions

Yet all day in my head, i hear them

Just so out of time, whoa-oh

So i, i asked brady how a garden grows

With 15 hundred retexts

Levied in the bottom of a gun, whoa no

She doesn’t seem to mind it

(she doesn’t seem to mind it.)

(I can’t explain my love for you)

Is my salvation and doom in a secret, warm bullet, too?

That’s when rabbits with shoes and gnawed off ankles

Come into tune with good fortune and fame

Into our mind’s great deep dark ocean

We’ll drown below in a sea of the sane

And i’ve been trudging in the same two shoes

Aphasia pretty baby, told me what to do

And all the lunatic soldiers of the moon

Conquering my left and my right one, too

Oh-oh, can’t you feel it in your bones?

Oh, don’t you feel the same?

I’m just that loner that can’t seem to place

Those dreams and visions

Yet all day in my head, i hear them

Just so out of time, and whoa-oh