Two Tabs of Mescaline

I smell the sound of a growing gash
With pop sensibilities
K Q E D
It's a tune that equals youI feel Hallelujah
I fail Bulemia
I'm frail Hallelujah
I fell salting the back of a snailAnd this is worship and this is tribute
Am I crumbling, ripping and failing?
Knowing you fit, you fit, you fit in
And, and you fit inK Q E E E E E E D
It's a tune that equals youI feel Hallelujah
I fail Bulemia
I'm frail Hallelujah
I fell salting the back of a snailAnd am I worshiping or am I tributing?
Loving, crumbling, ripping and failing
My Turkish prison is knowing I fit in
And, and I fit inFeeding time an old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah, yeah
Que sera? Erotic hurrah
With no rescue, girlFeeding time an old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah, yeah
Que sera? Erotic hurrah
It's cool be cool, girlSailor, sailor
Sailor, sailor
Sailor scent
Sailor, sailor
Scent sailor
Sailor, sailor
ScentAnd worship, tribute
Crumbling, ripping, and failing
Knowing you fit, you fit, you fit in
And, and you fit inFeeding time an old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah, yeah
Que sera? Erotic hurrah
With no rescue, girlFeeding time an old friend of mine
At the leper zoo, yeah, yeah
Que sera? Erotic hurrah
It's cool be cool, girlSailor scent
Sailor scent
Sailor scent
Sailor scent
Sailor, sailor