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lyrics
something's not right at the speed of light;
the reactor has been destroyed.
rambling on about the denouement,
there is something wrong with that boy.
something's not right on the blue tonight;
sharp rocks we can't avoid.
claimed it was he, stole the moon from the sea.
yeah there is something wrong with that boy.
dancing with myself like my name was billy idol,
self-entitled, narcissistic droid, tearing through vinyl.
the final sign was a hobo beating the shit out of a mime
who was caught in the wrong place at the very wrong time.
and the rhymes pour out of my face like it's a goddamn race.
i efface the english language and replace it
with a CGI lizard in a very pretty dress
as the universe moves ahead, wholly unimpressed.
i'd like to thank you for taking the time to break me out
of the prison that i've been in since i've been talking about
the truth, the blueshift, the new shit, the redshift, the head trip,
but no one seems to get it.
clocks tick on to no particular end,
and anxiety and sobriety are tenuous friends,
so i'm inclined to resign to my fate and keep my head down,
but a life without these rhymes would just be
kind of a letdown.
something's not right at the speed of light,
and the reactor has been destroyed.
rambling on about the denouement,
there is something wrong with that boy.
something's not right on the blue tonight;
sharp rocks we can't avoid.
claimed it was he, stole the moon from the sea.
yeah there is something wrong with that boy.
it's like no one else can see what i see,
laughing at the darkness closing in on my reality.
everything that ever happened is simultaneous -
the third and fourth dimensions are extraneous.
brainious, stoic, and a bit of a poet, i know it.
the doom is waiting in the wings for me to blow it.
we're data in a transmission from an unknown universe
whose physics predetermine our own.
i crush hope with horrible truth.
all along you thought the robot dude was coming to save you.
don't even think about it, i can see that you want to,
but there's three of me and only one of you.
something's not right at the speed of light;
and the missiles have been deployed.
rambling on about the denouement,
there is something wrong with that boy.
something's not right on the blue tonight;
sharp rocks we can't avoid.
claimed it was he, stole the moon from the sea.
yeah there is something wrong with that boy.
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