[Pre Coro 1]
Disconnect and let me drift
Until my upside down is right side in
Society must let the artist go
To wander off into the nebula
[Coro]
Wander off into your nebula, see your nectarine of multiplicity
Cums like orgasmatron on overdrive
Wander off into your nebula
Your tangerine of electricity is ripe and on a vine
So pick your prize
[Verso 2]
In little, black book do I confide?
[Pre Coro 2]
Upon return, I conjure what was seen
I let it pulse and boil within my limbs
I lay my pencil to the porous page
And let my lunatic indulge itself