Kingdom Come, Lower Colonic Irrigation - The Experiment lyrics
[Kingdom Come, Lower Colonic Irrigation - The Experiment lyrics]
I'm the multiracial transplant man
With a fifty nation brain
I'm thought-proof, unpolitical
And my nerves just won't feel pain
They've set my pleasure pattern
To a constant state of bliss
My waste products evaporate
I don't need to shit or piss
What would I do if I were you?
I really do not know
Smoke dope, drink beer to drown the fear
Or find a mind to blow
Or ask this question just in fun:
"What is that you do that can't be done?"
Boo!
O mighty father we have made
You are the master, we the slaves
In church of stone we kneel to thee
With rod of guilt thou sets us free
O beat me now that I may see
How wrong I was to question thee
On the Eastern side of
The Western border strip
There was a certain man who
Took a certain trip
He didn't want to stay but
He couldn't get away
So he gave it up and got it
Out and gave his wife a lay
Yes, he gave his wife a lay and
Then he put it all away
Made a cup of coffee, wife had a smoke
Got a little bit bored
And found another bloke
Cat split and made a mess
Chicken nearly flipped
Tried to get it together and almost missed
Take a walk along the strip
Don't ever lose your way
There'll be a cat who'll tell
You where it's at
And tell you where to get a lay
Treat 'em mean and keep 'em keen
And they'll come back for more
Don't lose your head when you're in bed
Don't let 'em know the score
Now listen all you women
You're not like what I say
Eat your crisps and carrots
Eat your marrow too
Dip it in your yoghurt, the rest is up to you
Light a candle up and let
It melt into your fire
Wait a little bit longer
You can go much higher
I used to get up early in the morning
And listen to the rumbling of my bowels
And as my sphincter was yawning
That's when I'd practice my open vowels
Stop! Don't point that cosmophonic beam
At his pineal gland!
With a fifty nation brain
I'm thought-proof, unpolitical
And my nerves just won't feel pain
They've set my pleasure pattern
To a constant state of bliss
My waste products evaporate
I don't need to shit or piss
What would I do if I were you?
I really do not know
Smoke dope, drink beer to drown the fear
Or find a mind to blow
Or ask this question just in fun:
"What is that you do that can't be done?"
Boo!
O mighty father we have made
You are the master, we the slaves
In church of stone we kneel to thee
With rod of guilt thou sets us free
O beat me now that I may see
How wrong I was to question thee
On the Eastern side of
The Western border strip
There was a certain man who
Took a certain trip
He didn't want to stay but
He couldn't get away
So he gave it up and got it
Out and gave his wife a lay
Yes, he gave his wife a lay and
Then he put it all away
Made a cup of coffee, wife had a smoke
Got a little bit bored
And found another bloke
Cat split and made a mess
Chicken nearly flipped
Tried to get it together and almost missed
Take a walk along the strip
Don't ever lose your way
There'll be a cat who'll tell
You where it's at
And tell you where to get a lay
Treat 'em mean and keep 'em keen
And they'll come back for more
Don't lose your head when you're in bed
Don't let 'em know the score
Now listen all you women
You're not like what I say
Eat your crisps and carrots
Eat your marrow too
Dip it in your yoghurt, the rest is up to you
Light a candle up and let
It melt into your fire
Wait a little bit longer
You can go much higher
I used to get up early in the morning
And listen to the rumbling of my bowels
And as my sphincter was yawning
That's when I'd practice my open vowels
Stop! Don't point that cosmophonic beam
At his pineal gland!